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What began as a knot in my wall, then an eye, before finally emerging as a whole face became an unlikely friend in these isolated times.

"I like the Zoom machine," they told me one day.

"I wish I did," I grumped, feeding them a corn chip.

"Mmph, but it is amazing! You can speak to people everywhere!"

"I don't know people in... everywhere, to talk to."

"But you could."

"I could..."

"Maybe it could be used to find the rest of me?"

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