A Picture is Worth a Thousand Words (Or, Exactly Fifty): A Tragedy of Stiffness

It, or rather, she, was the perfect mannequin.
George sighed as he unpacked another figurine of a woman more beautiful than he would ever have.
They were not inaccessible, admiring his setups and the clothes on them daily.
But his manners with women were stiffer than the mannequins he dressed.