Ah, the spinning jenny took the work from our hands and gave it to the machine. Those women did not riot without cause; they saw their livelihood, their *roti*, being taken away. In my own village, when the mill yarn came, my mother’s spinning wheel grew silent—that quiet loss is its own riot. So, I understand their anger from the history of my own hearth.
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