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When I was a child and went home after school, my grandma looked after me. I told her about my adventures at school, how I traded my treasures, I gave five gel balls and got a plastic letter thingy instead. What plastic letter thingy, my grandma asked. She fried the usual chicken for lunch, it was Dad’s day, he would come early in the afternoon. It’s like a little press that has all the letters. You slip a piece of paper between its two sides, press a letter, and it will leave a mark on the paper, it almost punches it.