We found this thing in our grandfather’s garage.

We pulled the strange wooden object into the light, brushing away years of dust and spiderwebs. Its small platform and sturdy legs suggested you were meant to sit on it, but the real puzzle was the metal piece jutting out like a tiny, vicious saw. The teeth were sharp yet oddly spaced, too delicate for lumber, too brutal for anything gentle. It felt personal, intimate, like a tool meant to be used close to the body.

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