"We had several Barbies with dog-chewed hands and feet and glued on heads that couldn't turn anymore. We played with them just as if they weren't damaged. One couldn't wear the shoes because of how the foot was chewed, but we would just pretend she had shoes on. A broken doll was a small tragedy, but she would get carefully repaired by our dad as much as possible and cherished once more."
-Kathryn, 19, Caucasian, heterosexual female from Milwaukee, WI, USA
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