It was a warm afternoon in March.
I was lying on the bed in my underwear when Gunter approached
holding a wooden doll that reassembled pictures of Pinocchio
in children's books.
The doll was several feet tall.
Several loose wires protruded from the top of his head,
and a deflated plastic penis hung between his legs.
"Its a work in progress," Gunter said.

He fiddled with some switches located in Pinocchio's rear
_____ and the doll began to talk.
"Please let me sit beside you
_____and I will tell you the story of my life,"
it said.

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