Strangers to Our Teeth: What We Judge When We Judge “Bad Teeth”
My bad teeth are slowly shrinking my world. They are not of my body; they haunt my body.
Oldboy, Marathon Man, American Horror Story, The Blair Witch Project,
Camanchaca,The Story of My Teeth, Threats.Homesick for Another World,
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