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My mother bought me my first ball of yarn from the drug store when I was 7 years old. It was a bright tangerine-coloured synthetic thing, which I suppose was very appealing to a child. I don’t recall exactly why I had any interest in having this yarn, but I have a feeling that it had to do with the fascination that I had with watching my maternal Grandmother knit.

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