About two weeks ago, I bought a bed to replace my horrible excuse of a futon. I disassembled the futon, and the large pieces of shrapnel are still against the wall in the corner of my living room, waiting to be moved to the transfer station. Then I began thinking "Hmmm, maybe I can just donate it to a local abstract artist". And while I'm at it, I
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