"Dora the Explorer is very sad," we're told, "because after the last adventure through the forest is full of wrinkled facial skin, after he fell and rolled in wild nettles." But, wrinkles and gender dysphoria are the least of Dora's problems, as her "wild adventure" appears to have taken her through the Cambodian Killing Fields. "Have fun with Dora," we're mockingly instructed as her dead eyes tell us she will never know fun again.
The first step in the healing process is applying a poultice to Dora's face while a mushroom boner measures your progress. Dora's continued stare into the infinite void, while her upbeat theme song loops, is an unnerving sensory contradiction akin to watching a supermodel strangle puppies to "Don't Worry, Be Happy."
Can you say: "We live on a placid island of ignorance in the
midst of black seas of the infinity?"
Let's zoom in because, if you get close enough, you can pinpoint the exact blow that rent her soul atwain.
"Yes, the needle. Hurry. Hurry!"