Pick up an object and desribe it in 50 words. Say what it looks/feels/smells like, where you originally got it, any emotional ties you have to it.
I pick up a pen. It’s a very ordinary biro. Clear plastic hexagonal barrel with a strip of black running through the middle for the ink. It appeared on my desk about a week ago, a strange phenomenon – most pens mysteriously leave my desk never to return. My colleague, David, has clearly been in possession of it at some point as the end has been chewed off.
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