I hadn’t really thought before asking for a straw, because if I had thought, I would have kept my mouth shut. At first, Mr. Rawnwe looked insulted, but then he smiled, disappeared for a moment or two and then returned with a straw. However, it wasn’t a straw like any straw I’d ever seen. I mean, it was a straw and it worked exactly like a straw, but that is where its similarity to those plastic tubes you get at McDonalds ends. For starters, it was made of glass that was not round, but octagonal, and the glass had been twisted kind of the way the red stripe of a candy cane is twisted around the white part. And either end of the glass straw was tipped with gold. Now I don’t know if it was real gold or not, because I didn’t think it was right to ask, but I’m pretty sure that it was.
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