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In the chiaroscuro of a metropolis that never truly sleeps, Striking Models unspools like a silk ribbon snagged on barbed wire. Fay Tincher’s Lola, a mannequin with a soul stitched from cigarette smoke and flash-bulbs, escapes the department-store window only to discover that freedom is another display case. Margaret Cullington’s seamstress, Mabs, maps the city through pin-pricks and muslin, her fingers remembering every body she ever dressed; when the strike erupts, she becomes the underground’s unofficial archivist, pinning slogans where bustles once sat. William Sloan’s editor-in-chief, a former war cartoonist now caricaturing femininity for pulp pages, stalks the picket line with a Graflex instead of a bayonet, hunting the perfect image to sell rebellion back to the masses. Isabelle Keith’s society columnist, all peroxide and poison pen, drifts between soirées and sweatshops in a velvet cloak lined with newspaper clippings, each headline a scalpel she’s ready to wield on her own peers. Eddie Barry’s delivery boy, who can quote Emma Goldman between juggling bundles of silk, steals the finale by turning the printer’s darkest ink into a banner that projects the strikers’ shadows four stories high across a rain-slick façade, so the city itself becomes a mutable, glowing manifesto. The plot is not a march but a spiral: every victory tightens the corset of capitalism further, until the only way to breathe is by ripping the whole garment apart in one collective, cathartic gasp.
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