Stumbling across Jewish history in a vintage store

I have never lived alone. I've never even lived with only my partner, at least not for all that long. We've always had roommates. And that means we've always had roommates' stuff.

Honestly, I've loved this. I mean, I've had my issues with individual roommates, ranging from minor nits to major clashes. But generally, I have liked the benefits of living with people, which I'd summarize as: friendship, finances and furniture.

This time in my life is drawing to a close soon, however, as my partner and I prepare to move into our own place. And it's time to figure out what my tastes are. Sure, I've...