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  1. Dear Springfield,: A Terrible Strain on the Wrists

    dearspringfield:

    You used to wobble. Your voices used to waver. Your colors—a pallet of sixty—flickered without warning, like the picture on an old television set, rabbit-eared: skin from brown to yellow, hair from black to blue. Rooms rearranged themselves, doors led elsewhere. Don’t forget: nine spikes running…