I did not realize at first that I had begun something. It did not seem like a pastime, an avocation, a hobby. All that happened was that a certain something caught my eye, a luscious trinket that no one else might have ever noticed. I picked it up and held it in my hand, admiring its color, the texture of its surface, its heft against my fingers. It seemed to look back at me—in fact, it felt as though the thing and I recognized each other. I put it in my pocket and took it home...
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