Somewhere, sometime, this boy doll had a home and a playmate. But where that home was or who was the playmate, no one seems to know. Probably the playmate was a boy.
Perhaps he has become an African explorer or a sailor that sails the seven seas. Perhaps he zooms into the blue sky or rides the rear end of a hook-and-ladder truck. Wherever he is, his doll is forgotten.
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