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She found it under the couch, dusty and half-curled at the edges like it had been hiding for months. It was soft, squishy, oval-shaped—almost like a thick gel sticker. “What is this?” she muttered, holding it up to the light. Her husband glanced over, shrugged, and said, “No idea.” But something about the object nagged at her. It wasn’t a child’s toy. It wasn’t part of a shoe sole. And it definitely wasn’t anything she remembered buying. That night, she Googled it. She typed in a vague description: “small gel pad from shoe maybe?” After scrolling past images of insoles,…