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and friendship. It was time to observe everyone. As for me, I was a teenager trapped within my imagination of tunnels, caves, bridges. Came the time of night to recognize people and objects by their “Chinese Shadow Shapes.” This was a game that I loved to play. I searched for shadows, observed the outlines, described what they were from. To this day I still do it. When someone cries out, “I cannot see anything,” I rely on my Chinese Shadow Game. I do not have to see what it is—my observation technique of outlines tells me immediately. How many senses do we have?
Ryan Schuessler, “Puget Sound”