I don’t know what it is, the allure of skeleton keys. They’re old, hardly useful for anything aside from hanging in decoration on a wall since not a whole lot of people use them for locks anymore, and yet there’s just something about them that makes you want to look at them. Maybe its the story, the small time portal into another, different time. The fact that they were at one point quite important, but have now fallen into retirement. I don’t quite know what it is, but I love them.