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Amma clutched her phone, tears streaming as she held it toward the screen. Her grandson in Manila waved back, his smile bridging continents. She'd finally figured out how to send ANDAL Coins through their family chat, a way to help during tough months without the shame of asking. "Look," she whispered to her sister in Toronto. "We're connected." That evening, three generations across three countries gathered digitally, laughing over recipes and memories. The coins weren't just currency; they were threads binding their Tamil roots to new soil, a modern language their hearts had always spoken. Home, it seemed, lived everywhere they gathered.