They came to his workshop and interviewed everyone, asking pointed questions about political affiliations, religious backgrounds, and ‘proclivities.’ As he was cleaning out his bench, he heard a machinist say, “You have to hand it to them.”
He built the first prototype out of scrap wood. A giant hand, with articulated fingers. It was just a project to occupy himself, but he was not alone, and they caught on online.
Soon, the hands were everywhere. They curled into middle-fingers at protests, and made victory signs at resistance marches. The regime quavered, and worried about when they would curl into fists.

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