As he arrived at the brink of the main room, they told him no cameras from now on...so his journey can only be described as tales told from long ago.
After receiving his doll ticket, he was ushered to the doll line. As luck would have it, no one was in the doll line.
Faceless man stepped up. Tables surrounding the room of high end antique dealers from the BIG apple, pierced him with disdained eyes.
He spoke...they spoke....he thanked them....turned and walked away.
As luck would have it....no cameras were allowed to capture Faceless Man's humility. Deemed worthless, as he suspected, he slumped back home to the doll cabinet.
Once again, I cradled him in my hands telling him, "Faceless Man, you are very valuable to me. All dolls are equal in my eyes. Someone created you with love, and you shall live out your humble life surrounded by my love and the loving dolls in the cabinet."
As he went back to the cabinet, the dolls were very silent...and then Mammy Belinda scooped Faceless Man up into her arms and gave him a great big Mammy bear hug.
The Love Pony nuzzled him and all the dolls let out a great sigh.
Yep, all dolls are created equal.