"I wonder if I sew better when I'm tipsy," she said.
"Let's find out," I replied, pouring the wine for her.
Together we made the most fantastic dresses, all slightly crooked, all wonderful and strange and new and different. I'd like to drink wine with you someday, like to find out what we can make together when our minds are unconcerned by perfection.
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