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Like the poor little bird who thinks he's an orphan in P.D. Eastman's children's classic "Are You My Mother?" Luke takes a bite out of a mannequin head. Rightfully confused by his mother's constant attempts to disguise her bald head.
My War Against Triple Negative Breast Cancer