[ the feed opens, spooling through focus and blur until the image sharpens on a close-up of a
dog. The dog is sleeping, wrinkled face slack and nose worming as it breathes ]
This is my dog. His name is Archimedes, but---but I usually call him Archie. Animals identify to the "ee" sound. He was a gift to me, a....for Christmas. From. From Betty. [
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I'm...fairly sure my phone is somewhere near New Jersey.
Surprised it survived.
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I'm sorry you had to grow up like that.
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I just know the end result and some general recollections.
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I love you!
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I care about you so much. I'd dedicate all I am to trying to solve the phasing problem in your future, but...the Porter, I'd...I'd never be able to give it to you.
I...Betty made it clear we wouldn't have children. With my genetics, it'd...it'd be messy, so I never complained. But if I had a child, I'd---I'd hope they'd be like you. You're so very good.
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