Monday, March 18, 2024

The Gift Economy

After we get off the elevator, we look up and down the hallway trying to figure out which way to go. 

“Hiiiii!” the woman we’ve come to meet trills from off to our left at the end of the hallway. In one hand she’s holding the sweater she’s gifting us that we’ve come to pick up, and in the other, balanced on her hip in the time-honored stance familiar to any woman in the history of the earth who’s ever held a baby while trying to do stuff, is a baby.

We thank her profusely for the beautiful, handmade sweater, and the baby, who has a full head of hair and exactly zero teeth, gives us the most gorgeous, genuine smile.  

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