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Sorry, Frank, I might've commissioned you a house but the furniture inside it would not be of your making (yes, I know - you wouldn't have accepted commission on such premises, I remember the story of the 'paranoid red chairs' by the window in Oak Park).
Comfort zone vs. electric chair. At least that's how I see and show it here.
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