Not his day
I walked into a local thrift store with zero expectations. Just browsing. Just killing time. And then I saw it. A strange, submarine-shaped ceramic object—somewhere between a whistle and a potato. I picked it up, flipped it over, and there it was: “Ant. Canella – Ferrara, Italy.”Ceramic. Handmade. Italian. Price? One dollar.Sold. What Is an Antonio Canella Ocarina? Turns out,…
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