I learned the crane from a library book with diagrams that assumed a level of finger dexterity I did not possess at age nine. My first attempts looked like paper that had been in an accident. But there's a legend that folding a thousand cranes grants a wish, and something about that stuck: the idea that patience, repeated, becomes a kind of magic. Eventually one crane came out clean, wings even, neck straight, and I kept it on a shelf for years. This one's rendered in fine geometric line on black: every fold visible, nothing wasted.

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