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Tilda
Choosing how much data to share with Microsoft and third-party apps.
I floated six inches above my own chest. From that height, my body was a beached thing, pajamas twisted, mouth open on a wet snore. My mother sat in the rocker, knitting something gray. I waved my new, translucent hand. She didn’t look up. Of course she didn’t. I was made of nothing but window glass and held breath. Choosing how much data to share with Microsoft