There’s always been a hill before me. Sometimes so steep it’s practically a mountain (like now), sometimes a gentle, grassy knoll that takes a few steps to overcome. A lot of the scarier, almost entirely vertical mountains, with their their jagged rocks and invisible peaks  were born from the...

I am not a product. I’m not four limbs and a torso of stiff, ABS plastic, and a head of soft PVC. I am not secured by four ties to three walls of cardboard with an acetate window to look out on coldly lit aisles I am not stood...