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She hooked the zipper's tiny metallic tooth into the mist and gave it a tentative tug. The zipper slid through the seam like a shoal of fish finding a current. For a heartbeat everything hummed in harmony: gulls cheered, the tide held its breath, and the missing things — a music box, an old map, a stray scarf — drifted back, damp and relieved.