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BABY KOKOK was born sticky. Not in a hospital. Not in a nest. In a hot, unventilated microwave—while it was still running. He doesn’t cry. He screeches. He doesn’t crawl. He slides across greasy surfaces using a propulsion method still banned in four countries. He is not an adult. He is a problem. A crawling, chewing, slobbering problem wrapped in a half-burnt diaper and an unpaid electricity bill. Every attempt to contain him has failed. Every attempt to ignore him has backfired. Every floorboard creak might be Baby Kokok. Good luck.