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Its adorable little mouth hangs open in astonishment that it has no mother but a talented artist’s hands and no father but the inferno of capitalism. It sees itself reproduced endlessly, not through generations of children and grandchildren, but plushies and keychains. The Porg has reached some dread nirvana and in its realization, the inverse of peace.

Still, that’s the Porg’s problem. For the rest of us, let’s just enjoy looking at the cute little scamp.

Star Wars’ latest money-printing mascot screams at own existence, everything else

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