One post tagged with "Ordinary People"

Old Ma first heard the word "tariff" from the old radio in the street corner. A hoarse male voice, like sandpaper, scraped against the dull afternoon air, speaking words he didn't quite understand: barriers, countermeasures, lists... To him, these terms were far less real than the grain of the century-old elm wood in his hands. Old Ma was a carpenter, a craftsman nearly forgotten by this era. His world was this small, street-facing shop, filled with the fresh scent of wood shavings and the atmosphere of bygone days.