In Vino Veritas

I've seen a ship in a bottle and a barque inside a jar how they got there I've no idea perhaps a retractable spar mariners made them when all at sea or in the doldrums averting voyage-long ennui what it signifies I know not but there's a punt in the bottom of mine maybe an impediment to catch sediment when storing or accommodate a thumb for pouring yet it does not improve the wine
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