plastic horse

Once upon a time a friend – who claimed to be a professional psychologist – asked me to imagine a combination of a cube, a horse, and something else. The horse was plastic, for some reason. A nice plastic toy for a little kid to sit on and be the hero. Rose, not pink. Happy and kind emotions. Plastic, for some reason.

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