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My phone is at the bottom of a river. I cut my finger. Ordered the wrong replacement phone in a half-panic, no working screen to check anything against, credit card verification almost impossible and hoped for the best. Swimming school was still on. Philipp's practice was slammed, he wasn't walking through the door early. And Heinrich still needed me, exactly as much as he needed me the week before any of this happened. He didn't know what it means for his mother to lose a ph