For a moment, I simply admired them, turning one carefully between my fingers as the light shimmered through the glass. They felt delicate and purposeful, as though they once played a meaningful role in someone’s life. Still, I couldn’t guess what they were used for. Were they decorative pieces? Part of a forgotten craft? Or perhaps souvenirs from a time long gone? Wanting answers, I decided to show them to an older relative who often shared stories about the past. The moment she saw the small glass tubes, her expression softened with recognition. A warm smile spread across her face as she said, “You found pocket vases.”
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