When I was a kid, my mother was a seamstress. So, I spent a good amount of time in fabric stores. Not exactly the Disneyland for a little kid, but I made do with what I had. What I had was a giant roll of silk fabric. I’d sit there, suck my thumb, and rub the soft fabric between my fingers. It was oddly satisfying.
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