I've spent more time than I care to recall like this. Hunched over my father, a rolling pin in my hands. He lays on his stomach and I hover above him, shoulders slumped, my ample weight pulling my shoulders forward and causing a hunch in my back to rise as it has since I was in middle school. I manipulate the pin to its exact specifications,
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