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“My left hand is a Rorschach blotch all its own, a six-fingered, skin-blood-and-bone ink splatter. People see it and fly their worst fears and secret fetishes at full mast when they think they’re being discreet. They see it as strange, fascinating, ugly, beautiful, disgusting or erotic depending on what’s behind their eyes.”

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Book:The Contortionist's Handbook
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The Contortionist's Handbook

This comprehensive guide delves into the origins and techniques of contortion, offering readers an in-depth look at the physical and mental challenges faced by contortionists. The book provides historical context, detailed instructions, and insights into the training and performance aspects of this unique art form. more

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Craig Clevenger
Craig Clevenger

Craig Clevenger is an American author born in 1964. His works are known for their unique narrative style and profound insights into social issues. more

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