The Loom Does Not Care Who Owns It

There was a man called Xosé who worked in a textile factory outside A Corunha for thirty-one years. He started at seventeen, sweeping floors, and by the time the factory closed he was operating a loom that could produce in one hour what his grandmother would have taken a week to weave by hand. &#xA; He was not bitter about the loom. This is important to understand. He was not one of those men who…