Todd Terwilliger

To be honest, there was no dumpster and no diving involved. What there was, sitting lonely and forgotten on the curb outside my apartment this morning was a sweet looking chair, much sweeter than the folding chair I currently sit in at the table when I’m typing or eating or generally not lazing on the couch.

Image ahoy!

Ain’t she purdy?

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