"How do you think stripping dwarf sisters would be any different from any other strippers? Would you be compassionate and automatically believe their lives had been an epic struggle to hurdle social barriers and overcome massive obstacles not faced by average sized people? Or would you just assume theyd been in a tree trunk making cookies, or in a polar igloo packing Santas sled?"
From a story by the always-interesting former Memphian/writer/actor/dwarf Eugene Pidgeon, writing in the New Haven Advocate about a dwarf strip act called Little Sisters.
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