The smallnesses arrived and everywhere we looked, freight ships and tennis rackets the size of thumb tacks. Thumb tacks the size of ions. Those made our feet kill. We even discovered herds of dwarf alpacas, climbing over each other out of bins and taps and marching along handrails. We spun tiny yarns from their fleece. You can only keep so warm with so many diminutive gloves and hats. Yes yes, we said, begging the needles to stop.