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A Kindred Spirit
The other day, I met a man in the hall. I was standing outside my office, and he was wheeling a rolled up Persian carpet, into the elevator. I don’t know what I said to make him stop and chat, and maybe the carpet was just really heavy and he was looking for an excuse…
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Rugs
Being half Armenian, I have some quirks I have to be wary of: hairiness, alcoholism, a desire for cars that I cannot afford, and a love of rugs. The kind that are hand-made of natural fibers, with rich vegetable dyed colors, and intricate designs. The rug for me is the foundation of a room. It…
