At the theater, I finally got around to sorting through the boxes I had previously simply labeled "Dead Things". I carefully transported sad droopy carcasses from disintegrating boxes into new sturdy ones... Once in their new homes of rest the furs filled their boxes with sad glass eyes peering out at me. I'm sorry little creatures, I'm just in charge of keeping you stored here...
The *best* part about clearing out the old box is getting to the bottom and finding this;
... two sad disembodied heads about the size of a walnut. Such is the glamor of my life in costumes.
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