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“I like your computer,” she said. “It looks like it was made by Indians or something.” Chia looked down at her sandbenders. Turned off the red switch. “Coral,” she said. “These are turquoise. The ones that look like ivory are the inside of a kind of nut. Renewable.” “The rest is silver?” “Aluminum,” Chia said. … Continue reading Dreaming of a Craftsman Economy