I have lived in New York for over seven years, and by now I feel at home. But on many days I still haul myself home, exhausted by the unexpected and unexplainable weight of daily life here. And after too many days in a row like that, it can take a grand gesture on the
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Earlier this month, to kick off my summer vacation, I signed up for a weaving class at the Textile Arts Center. The weekend intensive course I chose packed a whole lot into two days. I always thought weaving was mysterious and alchemical, and in some ways I still do. But in this class
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