Micky began to move. It wasn’t a dance, but a series of precise, jerky gestures. He reached into his oversized pockets and pulled out two heavy brass handbells.
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On the screen, the rain didn't fall. It hovered. Every time Micky struck the air with the brass bells, the droplets suspended in mid-air, shimmering like static. Micky began to move