First year in London was chaos. The carpet smelled like beer, but we dragged in whatever we could find. IKEA lasts a term at best, so we bartered with old dealers. I spotted a funky armchair on Brick Lane. Nothing matched the walls, but that_s what gave it soul. Retro armchairs have weight, and it doesn_t matter if it_s scratched. I_ve crashed into a leather sofa after a night out, and those seats carried us. Every warehouse flat tells the same story, and dealers live for it.<br><br>One afternoon I stumbled into Smithers, retro lounge chairs and <a href="https://dev.neos.epss.ucla.edu/wiki/index.php?title=What_Is_The_Cost_Of_Fabric_Sofas">comfortable home furniture</a> the vintage armchairs carried scars I loved. we had to haggle, but it_s become the throne of the house. Every student flat tells the same story. it_s half the fun. Armchairs don_t mind if you fall asleep in them. Brand-new looks boring, but vintage carries weight. every stain means another night. By the end of the year, the cracked window gets forgotten, but the mismatched set still makes you laugh.<br><br><img src="https://jpcdn.it/img/small/85e9c0807acf085e1368d6068a94e259.jpg" style="max-width:450px;float:right;padding:10px 0px 10px 10px;border:0px;">If you find yourself in a Shoreditch flat, forget the catalogue shine. Make space for a classic seat, and see how it shapes your memories.
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