For all I know, it might actually have belonged to my great-grandmother, Giuseppina, a rock of a woman who brought her two younger kids over from Italy to track down her husband, who met them at the boat then disappeared again.
(There's more to that story, I'm sure.) You see how the tarnish on it, the bangs and dents, the sense of a history, make it so very much more beautiful.
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