This genuine shrunken head was brought into my care last night.

This genuine shrunken head was brought into my care last night.

He was found in a grandmother's closet after decades, most likely being gifted long ago from her significant other who was an anthropologist.
His head is lightly packed with shredded paper, with the only legible words (without attempting to disrupt or pull the paper out) are "Miguel Julio Enrique".

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