I Am Mannequin (a dystopian reflection)

Decades of neoliberal economic policies have reduced human value to the determination of the marketplace. The soul is replaced with the metric.

These mannequins, trapped behind glass, reflect the emptiness of our modern, consumable and disposable lives.

Perhaps you feel the sadness.

Perhaps you feel yourself trapped behind the glass.

I am mannequin.

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