In the beginning, there was superwash wool. And the woman fondled it, and it was good. There were several attempts to manipulate the fiber with the pointy sticks, and the woman was mildly put out, but she maintained her cool and managed a not-too-dreadful cast-on.
Two days passed, and although life dealt her a cruel blow and minimized her knitting time, she persevered, and lo, unto the kitchen table was brought forth.........................................................
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