Now it's been up on Facebook Marketplace so long that I thought I'd shop-drop it downtown somewhere with an Ace of Cups Tarot card stuffed inside, let someone have that thrill of discovery. Things otherwise unsaleable I've noted often "disappear" into the free economy when presented as gifts from the universe, or the context surrounding them changes.
Anyways, someone reached out, wanted to buy it, so arranged to meet them for coffee. Since I don't know them I just mark the table with the libation cup.
And he shows up, looks it over, "What can you tell me about it?", and really, not much other than the USA stamp on the side and maybe it's pewter (he guesses aluminum) and probably it was new-age paraphernalia used by witches and wizards.
He sits down, pays me, notices my watch...
(Handsome old Bulova)
...and it turns out he has a collection as well, sounds big, he'll send me pictures on Facebook. And so we talk for about 20 minutes about watches, he soon figures I'm a little bit more of a collector/more informed than he is, but we're bonded over a common interest.
And I think to myself, isn't it curious that we'd share the same interests - mine being reasonably obtuse - but you could almost recognize the cup, the candlesticks, the whatever, and somehow know the person by their possessions...
But we all do, just as we know them by their dress or their manners or accent or in a thousand other ways.