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She sits in a chair with carved wooden arms, wearing a bubble gum-pink skirt and exposing surprisingly shapely shins and bare feet. (“Did you buy it in Alembika? Is the design by Hagar Alembik?” I ask, and she replies, “It’s maybe 50 years old, from Maskit; it used to be red, but has faded with the years.”) Next to her is a...