"Sevens and an Eight. You're bright. That's good. Lots to learn though."
"Bob? So many new things. Why are you not pulling as other pair partners do?"
"That's because I can't. I'm not in your spaze" quirpped Bob.
"uh? Not in? How is it we can talk?" came the automatic reply.
"The conductor is near. Keep left. We'll talk again bye-a cue tee . . ."
As Bob's talk-taps faded in a peculiar way, I felt a change coming. In an instant, I slowed, and greeted clouds of electrons in a happy dance unlike any orbit I had seen before. In that moment, my spin flipped and Bob's contact ebbed to noise.
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