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“Eko felt like she had, for so many years, shape-shifted and adjusted and improved, pushed the limits of her personality, the outlines of her personhood, so much so that she was stretched and had become shapeless. Thin. Amoebic. A thing could be formed and re-formed, but what was its essence, its core shape? Maybe only a mother could know.”