
I have a bad habit of wandering thrift stores and coming home with things I don’t need. This one caught my eye on a dusty bottom shelf — a small, heavy, mug-like object, oddly shaped, with a strange little bridge across the top. There was no label and no price, and the man at the counter shrugged and sold it to me for next to nothing.
I brought it home, put it on a shelf, and mostly forgot about it. But every time a guest picked it up, they’d turn it over, frown, and ask the same thing: what on earth is this for? Nobody could figure it out. The little bridge across the rim made no sense for a normal cup, and the shape was wrong for a vase.
Curiosity finally got the better of me, and I took it to an antiques dealer two towns over. He picked it up, turned it in the light, ran his thumb along that odd little bridge — and then he got very quiet and asked me where I had found it.
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