Ah, Doll Man. Who you call when the Atom, Ant-Man and Wasp are all busy.
Or when they haven’t been born yet.
I love super hero comics. Just when you thought you saw everything, the damnedest little thing pops up.
From far, from eve and morning,
And yon twelve-winded sky,
The stuff of life to knit me
Blew hither; here am I.