So, I was taking pictures and we were in the alley, and our neighbors had left their junk outside, as it was junk pickup time for the City of Louisville, and she just plopped in the chair. I thought of a grest show, with the best theme song. She tried to convince me that we needed to take it and reupholster it. While visions of choosing the perfect fabric danced in my head, I noticed the chair cushion was more than shot. Boo.
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