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Things! But, this chair. It was around for so long. From my toddlerhood apartment, when I wasn’t allowed to sit on the arm rests, to my childhood condo, when it migrated upstairs to my and my sister’s room and the seat began to get dumpy and fray, to my college apartment, where you could find me or my roommates draped over it, hungover and watching what was still the WB. Then it moved around SF with my sister, but it won’t be moving to Oakland. Now, trash.
