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... ower by the public according to Times Magazine. The issue even featured an interview with several telekinetics, each agreeing that the hardest part of their power was moving something they couldn’t see.

They didn’t mean things behind them—that could be managed with enough practice.

They meant objects behind walls, locked in containers... or hidden within the human body.

According to Riley’s research, in the entire recorded history of supers, the number of telekinetics cap ...

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