DIGGY BANK
Nov 11, 2021
2 minutes
by Matthew Elliott
Sometimes, in the dark hours, I find myself Googling stuff I owned as a kid, primarily as a means of clinging to the rain-slick precipice of youth with shrivelled fingers. These toys are universally shitter than I remembered: fire-damaged faces, limited articulation, feeble accessories. The whole
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