It’s numb in here. I can hear the keys clicking, but I don’t feel it. There’s no resistance. No clickety. No thwump against the paper. It is more artificial but less plastic than the real thing. There is nothing to touch and none of it permanent. The real thing takes balls. This is but a toy, made for those of us who insist upon insurance.

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