One very good friend just gave me this wood-carved Senegalese mask. It belonged to her grandmother, then her mother, then to her.
She said she didn't like it. That she didn't want to have it. I offered her to keep it with me with my masks collection until she's ready to have it back one day.
Tonight she gave me that mask.
And when I sent her this picture where I show where the mask is actually hanging (can you guess which?), she replied:
"Glad he found some friends and a good house!".
(Then I replied: "I wonder what they talk about when I'm not around.").
I promised, I'll take good care of it.