now i am fond of this deck, but maybe that's because i literally did help build it from wood as a small child. this glass-top octagon table, however, is the pinnacle of "bad conversation magnet" and should be quarantined as a social hazard. anyway check out the window situation?
there's only one more part of this house to talk about. if you're this far in this thread, let's just take a moment to breathe. relax. just, sort of live and let live, right. it's coke-fueled 70s architecture mixed with a half-assed refurbishing job done by a soviet family of primarily engineers and serial abusers. like, a lot of this design is egregious. but it's fine. i promised, right?
Oh, right. These people are New Yorkers. / this curtain is a punchline to the very first joke spoken by man / dishwasher but no cooking appliances / Resupply Cabinet from TF2 / the kind of desk you find in a war bunker / floor-level wall-mounted AC unit / the realtor didn't take a picture of the back wall for the same reason nobody has made an epub of the necronomicon
hot tub jumpscare / for the longest time i had the misconception that everybody knew about these specific deeply uncomfortable green chairs - referred to them as "those green chairs, you know the ones, the ones that suck". my experiences are not universal / i used to think that all screen porches that looked better than this were "fancy"