You’re sorting through an old cedar chest in your grandma’s attic.
Sunlight filters through dust motes.
And then you see it:
👉 A strange metal tool with tiny teeth.
A delicate glass vial filled with faded powder.
Or maybe a small wooden box engraved with initials you don’t recognize.
No label.
No instructions.
Just silence — and a thousand questions.
“What was this used for?”
“Did she use it every day… or only on special occasions?”
“Is it valuable? Sentimental? Just junk?”
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