We had a loom, a relic from Mr. VZ’s past, a gift to an ex-wife that cried for a weaving loom and then never used it. The poor thing gathered dust and a little rust. I wish I had the time, interest, desire to use it but I don’t. It is an intricate piece of machinery that went into the great thrift shop beyond.
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