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You’re at the cinema. Your daughter is three; it’s her first time in a big theater. It’s a cartoon about a penguin. You bought her a small juice and kids’ popcorn—a pink box. She ate it all in the first ten minutes. Tom appeared after the lights had already gone out. A huge cup of sweet caramel popcorn. Looking a bit lost. He sat down next to you. Your daughter stared at his cup. Her eyes were wide, her fingers clenched. Tom didn’t notice—he was scrolling through his phone. Then she reached out. Slowly. Took a single kernel. Bited off half of it.