At nineteen I received my first string from a dear friend as a birthday present. "Freshwater pearls," he explained. "That’s why they’re not all the same size and shape."
To me, they were perfect. I fastened the clasp, then twirled for effect. "Beautiful," he smiled. "Never take them off—they need contact...
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