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When I moved to Shoreditch I had nothing but a mattress. The | When I moved to Shoreditch I had nothing but a mattress. The kitchen had a dodgy kettle, but we gave it soul with furniture. New furniture is soulless, so we begged, borrowed and carried. One mate found a sofa in Hackney. The colours clashed, but that’s what made it real. Chairs with scars feel stronger, and single long chair we care more about story than gloss. I’ve crashed into a leather sofa after a night out, and the furniture was part of the night. Retro furniture feels natural here, and Smithers down in Shoreditch knows it.<br><br>We wandered past Smithers one Saturday, and the place was full of funky retro chairs. We couldn’t afford much, but that chair still sits in the flat. We’ve all begged friends for lifts. it’s what makes memories. Armchairs don’t mind if you fall asleep in them. Flat-pack won’t last a term, but funky chairs grow with you. every stain means another night. When you’re moving out, the cracked window gets forgotten, but the vintage pieces carry the whole story.<br><br>When you start student life, skip the flat-pack rubbish. Pick up a vintage [http://icfoodseasoning.com/bbs/board.php?bo_table=free&wr_id=467943 classic armchair designs], and see how it shapes your memories. | ||
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