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Assistant Wanted: Must be beautiful, glamorous, charming, sexy . . . without upstaging the magician. Must fit into small boxes and holes. - California Service Center She is bound. Sometimes at the waist with hidden strings, pulled taut like a piano's, but of whalebone and steel, wrenched, with fingers laced to a bedpost, legs anchored to the floor, to make six inches of her disappear, to make new, more pleasing curves appear. Sometimes at the feet, with cotton strips or silk, after resistance is crushed |
like bones with a hammer, the arch driven skyward, and her toes embedded in her sole, so she is no more than five inches from the heel, an erotic stumble and sway of hips across the bedroom floor: san zun jin lian, three inches of golden lotus. The cast is set. Poof! Blooms spring from sleeves, rabbits flop from a hat and her foot, unwrapped, turns into a hoof. Sometimes at the head, an embroidered cap attached to lattice work, stitched of gossamer silk, that leaves the lid  |
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