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MAGIC Etch-A-Sketch SCREEN is like a mirror in what it means. I can sketch as many etches as I please into the gray, sandy screen—tiny flecks of Etch-A-Sketch flesh part like a little Red Sea. I weave the white knobs—HORIZONTAL DIAL, VERTICAL DIAL—up and down, up and down. And when my left and right move syncopated and smooth, new lines are drawn like a road on a map or a wrinkle on a face. But still, so much gray space— nevermind, I’m finished. “SHAKE GENTLY TO ERASE.” |