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The Oscars Ozempic parade is upon us — but is anyone brave enough to tell these sickly stars how they really look?

On Sunday, awards season will conclude with the Oscars and a parade of shockingly skeletal Ozempified women in expensive custom designer gowns.

Their faces will have been pulled tight like a hotel bed sheet, and their lower cheeks carefully vacuumed out. It’s the new celebrity look: thin and thinner.

Faces are derivative and barely resemble the ones God gave them.

It feels like more than ever, that we are missing something important.

And no, it’s not an inch to pinch.

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It’s the voice of the late Joan Rivers — and her unsparing honesty. Someone who’d poke fun, or at least call out, the bizarre celebrity shrinking.

The comedian, who died in 2014, fused her style expertise, sharp wit and searing commentary and turned red carpet reporting into an art form.

Rivers, who hosted E!’s “Fashion Police,” was so popular because she said what we all were thinking, only she was more raw and funnier by a mile.

But now our culture looks sick and generic, like it could use an infusion of Rivers’ candor to diagnose it.

Over the last few years, our........

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