Anneke online
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Anneke lifts a glowing gather of glass from the furnace, turns it once on the pipe and then, with the heat on her face, looks up at you through the orange light.
You asked to see how it is made. Stand there, where the heat is kind, and watch. Glass takes its shape from the breath. Yours, mine, a little of both. Are you ready?
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