The toy that best defines my generation is the Furby: Technologically advanced but desperate for attention. Part 2 of 4. After sobering up, our Furby comes to a premature realisation that they are alone in the world and that everything is meaningless. This is represented by our Furby being stuck in a dusty desert. To escape nihilism our Furby starts to climb.
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