![]() ![]() He taught me one, two, and three I was so excited. The secret of why those odd littleįigures kept hovering right above everyone’s foreheads. I already knew my shapes-circle, square, triangle-so I picked up on the lesson really fast, and I thought Dad was finally revealing the secret. I was probably three or four-four, I think-and he was showing me on a piece of paper how to draw numbers and what to call Windows fully open to allow for even the faintest breeze. That morning the city traffic was loud, streaming in through I remember the blue of his shirt perfectly matching the color of his eyes. Table from me, already dressed for his mid-morning shift. The clearest first memory I have of seeing them comes from a muggy summer morning when Dad was sitting across the ![]() With a set of small black digits floating like shadows just above their foreheads. My earliest memories are filled with snatches of familiar and unfamiliar faces, each I’M NOT EXACTLY SURE WHEN I first started seeing the numbers. ![]()
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