When my parents gifted me a toy microscope in middle school, I put everything I could under the lens. I didn’t really care to learn the parts of a cell or the phases of phagocytosis like my parents hoped, but I was thrilled to uncover images that had been hiding in plain sight. Suddenly, onions were purple brick walls, cotton T-shirts were cobwebs, my own skin was full of extraterrestrial craters and rivers. It was exhilarating to learn that everything I had seen until that point could be viewed another way.

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