In a wardrobe, in a drawer, in a closed cloth bag were odd pieces of rope and string, most of it of sturdy plant fibers, some of it cotton or smooth linen, and a couple of long lengths that look as if they must be hair. Much too fine to be horse hair. It looks and feels like dark, blond, human hair. We were only surprised for a second. Can you imagine living in a world where there was time to give value to even those soapy hairs pulled out of the shower drain? Don’t just answer right away that of course that is not how you would want to spend your time, if you had time to spare. The hair rope is still here.