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Plus, something about a couch on the street makes it extra comfortable!
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Wer bringt das Bier?
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In my first apartment, the boys (my brothers, cousins, friends, miscellany) were complaining about carrying things up the stairs– especially this fridge that I wanted that they said would take three of them.
So I used math, physics, and spare stuff around the place and moved it up by myself while they were on lunch break. It was way more elaborate than it needed to be, but it was worth it for the look on their faces when they saw I did it myself.
I love the picture! 😀 There should be more non-funky couches on streets. 🙂
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