"I continued to play with my imperfect dolls. Several Barbies' feet fell victim to my teething puppy, a Ken lost an arm at a sleepover, and one unfortunate Barbie was tragically decapitated. I worked my Barbies' various disabilities into my play narratives, except for the headless Barbie. (I did, however, keep her head and play with her around Halloween.)"
-Glenda, 24, Caucasian, queer female from Connecticut, USA
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