So I want a sewing machine. I want to learn how to sew. Or relearn, since I did make an apron in the 8th grade. But sewing never did much for me, until now. I always saw it as an unrelentingly girly activity. Give me a baby though, and now I want to make my own diapers, and quilts, and stuff. It could be the hormones, but I think I just
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