Frankie Flypaper. Child of the Refuse Islands. Child of the Cancer Villages. Reborn!
And what is this? No stomach? No digestive organs? He draws living energy from sun and sky, more self-sufficient than the plant! Is this the future? To be freed from the cycle of toil that has charcterised the history of Man? Free from the wheedling demands of the body?
Free from the dependancy of the child that clings always to the mother's breast and cries and wails with each second of seperation? No More!
Frankie's skin is clear and pure, his eyes are violet and his hair is raven black.
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