Labels upon labels, hiding what the jars had contained the year before or the year before that. Today’s pickled tomatoes might be sealed in the same vessel that previously contained preserves. A chutney where once was a jam. Pennies with their coppery half-winks heaped inside the same glass canister that used to hold a single human finger, harvested from an enemy of the empire. The first owner of the house had done some time.
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