An archeologist digs beneath. He grabs a bone and brings it to his nose, smelling the soil it has lain in for years. It is too familiar to be so old. He is reminded of a box in his attic full of lightbulbs. They were missing their metal caps and filaments. Placed in the box upright, one could take them for bulbous glasses which would cut the mouth if used to drink from.
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An archeologist digs beneath. He grabs a bone and brings it to his nose, smelling the soil it has lain in for years. It is too familiar to be so old. He is reminded of a box in his attic full of lightbulbs. They were missing their metal caps and filaments. Placed in the box upright, one could take them for bulbous glasses which would cut the mouth if used to drink from.