Here’s a hint:
And another hint:
I’ll spare you my rendition of “It’s a Small World After All,” which is still running relentlessly through my head days later.
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Had they changed the small world ride?
It’s exactly the same as it’s always been, thank heavens. Sunny thought it would be a great thing to sleep in there at night when all the dolls aren’t moving. Creepy, no?
and I want to thank you for injecting Small World into my brain for the next few hours.
Deborah