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I stumbled upon something black and rectangular on a green wooden bench. A man was sitting beside it, paying it no mind. I walked up to him, "Hi, is this thing yours?" I pointed towards the object that I have never seen before. The man looked at the spot and gave me a confused expression. One of his brows lifted, "I'm sorry, I don't see what you're pointing at. Do you...need some help? Are you drunk? Are you seeing weird things? Should I bring you to the hospital?" One of my eyes twitched in exasperation, "But...there is something there! Look!" I leaned forward and grabbed it. The man took a look at my palm and he shook his head, sighing, "I'm sorry, I can't deal with a maniac today...please bother someone else." I examined the object, now ignoring the uncooperative man. It had three irregular shaped holes and a round button. The whole thing was shiny and thin. I ran my finger over the long surface of the object and there was not a single scratch.


Curious, I brought it home to inspect it...

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