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I didn't even bother to read the post that accompanied the title. I'm too busy being content sitting in my new apartment kitchen enjoying coffee which each sip makes the serrano pepper I ate with my delicious eggs burn baby burn. This is our place, not me moving into his place that was so fancifully decorated it made me cringe. I am now able to buy the perfect table from Goodwill and scrub it clean until the finish comes off. I love thrift stores and think more people should buy from them. Thats all. I think I am going to go lay down and look at the beautiful mans face which whom I will be wed.