Marge fingered the scarf thoughtfully. She’d purchased it in Indonesia while touring a textile factory. There had been dozens of women working hand looms in the front room. They talked about how it was hard work with long hours and low pay, but the job kept their families together. When Marge got home she saw the pictures of a machine loom in a back room. The fellow traveler had gone a few steps further to investigate a noise. Now, looking at the fine, even weave, Marge put the scarf away.
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