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PLUSHLIFE
I don't know too much about them and I'm not sure I want to. Are they agents, infants, immigrants or just lower-echelon performance artists concealed inside these effigies of Winnie the Pooh, Kermit, Dora the Explorer and assorted pandas and koalas? I sneak up from behind because they don't have eyes in the back of their head - occasionally just holes and vents to let them breathe more easily or fart or whatever - and try to capture the pathos and poignancy of their plush existence.