Last week Marie-Jeanne and Gaston came to the office to pay for Gaston's plane ticket.
Marie-Jeanne brought me a dress she had made for me. It is well made of bright, stiff new cloth, gorgeous colors, big and baggy like I like. I hugged and kissed Marie-Jeanne and we joked a bit about my strange request to buy a dress made of used material from Monique at the Bomen workshop.
Inside I felt awkward, wondering if she wanted me to pay for it. I put the dress on over the dress I was wearing and pranced about the office, showing off to others who were there.
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