We tossed around toys like kids. We played tetherball; I instantly sank back in time to elementary school, the last time I knocked a ball, tied to a string, around a rusty steel pole.
I didn’t feel it — the ball — resting in my holographic hand. But I sensed it there with my eyes. It almost felt real.
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