Melanie Malaquin, Crack Head Mannequin.

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Once a window dwelling darling of London’s most fashionable shopfronts, Melanie’s fall from grace came with an unglamorous thud when her boxed up torso was dumped, battered and broken, on a bleak Brick Lane backstreet some fifty years later.

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Unrecognisable and incoherent, life in London was a far cry from the opulence she had enjoyed in her 60’s heyday.

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It wasn’t long before a string of failed job applications and constant isolation compounded her hopelessness and drove her into a desperate and debauched existence taking in seedy East End strip clubs, pimps, prostitution, homelessness, drug addiction, pregnancy and despair.