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The Squishy Craze and the Speed of Childhood
At Christmas I was practically forcing NeeDohs into people’s hands like a suburban Oprah. “You get a squishy. YOU get a squishy. Please… for the love of God… somebody take these squishies before I step on another one barefoot.” Nobody cared. They rolled around the bottom of toy bins collecting dog hair, glitter, and the…
