Recently I found myself driving down a gravel road to visit Stony Mountain Fibers.
And what did I see?
A reconditioned antique sock machine, not for sale, that looked glossy and cool, something like a manual typewriter.
Bison down, soft and brown, as costly per ounce as many fibres are per pound.
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