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The camera cuts from Margaret’s flying hands to a spinning globe, then to a suburban living room where a family stares in awe at a rotary phone. The grainy film stock makes the telephone look like an altar. Margaret plugs a cord into a jack labeled "CHICAGO," and suddenly, two voices meet in the ether.

In the high-contrast black and white of 1954, we see Margaret. She is a "Connection Specialist," her headset a crown of heavy metal and wire. To the casual observer in the 21st century watching this digital rip, she is a relic. But in the world of the film, she is a weaver of lightning. PCL093_1.mp4

The flickering grain of begins not with a sound, but with the steady, rhythmic pulse of a switchboard. The camera cuts from Margaret’s flying hands to