Bought a weird ceramic jar at a spring estate sale. It has a lid with a finger sized hole in the center and hand painted flowers. No smells, completely empty inside. Anyone know what this thing is?
A true depression-era classic people forget about. Simple, comforting, and surprisingly satisfying
He Chose Silence Over Me
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Bit into a dried date and found black powder and a weird shell inside — is this mold?
Mona Lisa
