Cup to which I have a sentimental attachment

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As the handful of people who know me will testify, I have a very delicate emotional constitution. However, in spite of this, I’ve never been inclined to keep objects for their sentimental value. Except one. I do have one sentimental item. It is a cup that my dad bought for me when he was on a business trip in the Netherlands. But it doesn’t matter where it is from—he could have picked it up from the local petrol station and I wouldn’t care—what matters is that it vividly reminds me of my home and my family life between the ages of 10 and 18. There’s no story behind the cup, no economic value and no special properties, it’s just a cup that elicits feelings of familiarity that I would sooner not lose.

 
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