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to try for your mom
Kim came home from her pottery workshop. She said that the guy who was going to talk about raku fell ill, so they shipped in a replacement, except he wasn't a raku expert.
"So what was his specialty?" i asked.
"Golems," she replied. She said she actually shaped a tiny golem, about a foot tall. I pointed out that it was completely impractical, because the chem would have to be written on a grain of rice.
"Guess who's running the workshop tomorrow," she replied with a grin.