Commie dollhouses!
Kinda neat!
East Germany. The Day-Day-Are. Deutsche Demokratishe Republick. Or what have you, spelling wise. Well, I guess even Stasi have little daughters. And just because you chase after the phantoms or Dialectical Materialism and lay waste to the people and the land with your wrong headed impossible dreams of a utopian eschaton that really leads to fire and slughter and suffering doesn't mean you can't ALSO have style. Of a sort.
I love the olive wood laminates on the sitting room set. And that radio in the breakfast nook!
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