Yesterday at the market, a Nepali woman selling oranges told me she’s been waiting two years for her rinnovo to come through—meanwhile, her son’s school fees doubled because he’s still ‘temporary.’ I think of the cotton rag I buy from the same waste-paper dealer, how the price jumps every time someone says ‘supply chain.’ We both know the waiting isn’t an accident; it’s a tax on hope. If we can fix the pulp supply by pooling orders between three studios, surely we can figure out a way to make the questura work like a cooperative, not a dam.
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