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Wednesday |
the day started normal
enough, coffee on the couch where sarah alerted me
to these weird patterns: being near the top of a hill, the
early sun comes in low, casts shadows on the
ceiling, illuminates leaves.
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then to work. in this heyday of
disposable IKEA furniture, people just don't want to
stick with the classics: but it was cool that second
use took that door and the cabinets. quality
construction transcends fashion.
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then 1,500 pounds of rubble to
dump--certified, legitimate rubbish. unlike much
of what we saw at the transfer station:
 clean wood, crisp sailing charts,
a garbage can, scrap metal, a quart jar dusted
inside with marijuana residue (recyclable).
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back at the jobsite, the post-war
electric stove is lonely, bereft of its lifelong
companions, the cabinets: please don't make me take it to
the scrapheap. it is FREE for you to give a good
home to. first come, first served.
rob
(atchoo!) zverina.com
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