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    furniture
  • Small accessories or fittings for a particular use or piece of equipment
  • Furniture + 2 is the most recent EP released by American post-hardcore band Fugazi. It was recorded in January and February 2001, the same time that the band was recording their last album, The Argument, and released in October 2001 on 7" and on CD.
  • Large movable equipment, such as tables and chairs, used to make a house, office, or other space suitable for living or working
  • A person's habitual attitude, outlook, and way of thinking
  • furnishings that make a room or other area ready for occupancy; "they had too much furniture for the small apartment"; "there was only one piece of furniture in the room"
  • Furniture is the mass noun for the movable objects ('mobile' in Latin languages) intended to support various human activities such as seating and sleeping in beds, to hold objects at a convenient height for work using horizontal surfaces above the ground, or to store things.
    exotic
  • An exotic plant or animal
  • A thing that is imported or unusual
  • alien: being or from or characteristic of another place or part of the world; "alien customs"; "exotic plants in a greenhouse"; "exotic cuisine"
  • (exoticness) exoticism: the quality of being exotic; "he loved the exoticism of Egypt"
  • strikingly strange or unusual; "an exotic hair style"; "protons, neutrons, electrons and all their exotic variants"; "the exotic landscape of a dead planet"
    depot
  • A railroad or bus station
  • A place where buses, trains, or other vehicles are housed and maintained and from which they are dispatched for service
  • DEPOT is an acronym for Distributed Ensemble of Pages that is Outage Tolerant. It is an open source project, developed at IIT Bombay.
  • storehouse: a depository for goods; "storehouses were built close to the docks"
  • A place for the storage of large quantities of equipment, food, or some other commodity
  • terminal: station where transport vehicles load or unload passengers or goods
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WET (The Exotic Adventures of Exotica Beaumont)
WET (The Exotic Adventures of Exotica Beaumont)
When wealthy heiress Exotica Beaumont seeks the ultimate orgasm, she turns to the old gypsy fortune teller for help. The woman provides her with the potion, and warns her that one drop upon her tongue will last for months. Returning to her home, and anxious to try it, she opens the crystal bottle while still sitting in the back of her limo. The limousine crashes and the entire bottle of the magical elixir washes down her throat.

So begins the Erotic Adventures of Exotica Beaumont. Waking up in the hospital, the twenty-six year old attractive woman is filled with an incredible desire to have sex, and to experience the ultimate orgasm. Each installment of her erotic adventures is filled with hot sex, new experiences, and non-stop action.

She begins to worry, as her desire increases to the point she becomes totally uninhibited. This once, shy, southern lady now loves sex. She’ll do it anywhere, anytime. She can’t get enough. Join her on a sexual adventure sure to leave you breathless. Men and women alike find her irresistible.

Will she seek the antidote when things get out of hand? Find out in the Erotic Adventures of Exotica Beaumont.

When wealthy heiress Exotica Beaumont seeks the ultimate orgasm, she turns to the old gypsy fortune teller for help. The woman provides her with the potion, and warns her that one drop upon her tongue will last for months. Returning to her home, and anxious to try it, she opens the crystal bottle while still sitting in the back of her limo. The limousine crashes and the entire bottle of the magical elixir washes down her throat.

So begins the Erotic Adventures of Exotica Beaumont. Waking up in the hospital, the twenty-six year old attractive woman is filled with an incredible desire to have sex, and to experience the ultimate orgasm. Each installment of her erotic adventures is filled with hot sex, new experiences, and non-stop action.

She begins to worry, as her desire increases to the point she becomes totally uninhibited. This once, shy, southern lady now loves sex. She’ll do it anywhere, anytime. She can’t get enough. Join her on a sexual adventure sure to leave you breathless. Men and women alike find her irresistible.

Will she seek the antidote when things get out of hand? Find out in the Erotic Adventures of Exotica Beaumont.

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for C.M.B. - By request, my living room.
for C.M.B. - By request, my living room.
If you click on all sizes above the pic, you can see a bigger version. Not that too many of you would want to see a bigger version :) This is a documentary photo of a 37 year old bachelor photographer in his home environment. Notice the large amount of unsold images on the walls and over the windows of his habitat. He does love his photos, but really would rather have something else on the walls. Also notice the mismatched furniture. He has spent most of his money in the last ten years either on photo equipment, making prints, or framing prints and unfortunately did not set aside anything for classy furniture. On the left bottom corner of the image you can see the hand me down armchair that he received from a fellow apartment dweller who moved out of his building a few years ago. The couch he sits on is from Leon's bookstore (now closed and gone). It is a classic old couch that looks like the backseat of some 1960's car - a total of ten dollars was paid for it! The afghan he sits upon was made by his Grandmother. The coffee table is from the exotic land of the Swapmeet - procured by a friend of his for the princely sum of $5. The fancy, swirly area rug is from Home Depot. Bookshelves came from the exotic land of Santa Maria, the home of the most beautiful woman this bachelor photographer has ever laid eyes upon. The funny looking chair in front of the bookcases came from the offices of the New Times, chairs were to be tossed when the office was moved so this kind gentle photographer gave two of the chairs a new home in his dwelling. The black drawers on the bottom right of the photo are part of a CD cabinet that a friend of his made for him. It contains approximately 2000 metal CDs. Open at your own risk. Besides the bookcases, the most expensive piece of furniture in the room is the blue square ottoman from Target - $20. The bookshelves could be a story all by themselves - this bachelor photographer has a really hard time throwing things away, especially books. There are novels, philosophy books, photography books, text books from college, sci-fi books, horror books, books of fact, books of fiction. Five of the shelves contain the disheveled collection of cameras - many of which still work fine to this day. Polaroids, Canons, Zeiss, Kodak, Agfa, Pentax, Nikon, Yashica, Buschman, and many others. The door on the right, which really is not visible, leads to the hallway to the front door and bathroom. The door up top, to left of the book cases, leads into the kitchen. The camera that took the image, sits in the doorway to the bedroom/office. The building was built either in the teens or twenties. He has lived in this building since 1999 - which makes it his longest stay in a single location since he was living with his parents during grades 1-12. Four blocks to the Freemont Theatre, two blocks to work and coffee, two blocks to the grocery store. Super kick ass location. This weekend, the tour shall continue. :)
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The wood. I used 1" x 2" (actual 3/4" x 1 1/2") Red Oak slats form Home Depot. They cost about $.60 a foot and I purchased 76 feet for a total of about $54.00. I use the Red Oak for a few reasons; it's CHEAP, it's well milled and in full stock, it's strong, and predictable. Eventually I'll start using Walnut and more exotic woods but until I have a propper shop and tools I'll stick to the cheap stuff.

exotic furniture depot
exotic furniture depot
Freakytales II: Exotic Erotic
Declan and Abebe entered their bedroom after a full afternoon and evening
of shopping, dining out, and the theater, all located in the city not far from the
estate. “I am so tired,” Abebe said wearily.
“I, as well. The bed looks so alluring. I cannot wait to get into it,” Declan
agreed equally as wearily. They both prepared for bed, but nowadays, Abebe
was usually the first to get under the covers. The main reason was that Abebe
had begun to wear only slips under her dress, eliminating her cumbersome
pantaloon undergarments. That was basically for Declan’s convenience. They
never walked to or rode to anyplace where Declan did not at some time during
the venture want to lick between her thighs or ‘enter’ her. He would always find
the opportunity to secretly do one or the other or both, and she always gladly
accommodated him.
Even during their coach rides, with the coachman driving atop, Declan
might kneel on the coach floor, push back the bottom of her dress and bury his
face between her thighs, engulfing and sucking her..........
.....
The next morning, Abebe awakened and was surprised to see Declan still in
bed, much less still asleep. He was always up and about long before her in the
morning. He must really be tired from yesterday, she thought. She leaned over
to kiss his cheek and found his breathing to be labored and shallow. He was
also soaked with perspiration. She shook him in an attempt to wake him, but
he would not awaken. She jumped out of bed and ran down the hallway
screaming for help. First, came some of the servants and then came Master
Walsh. “Father! Father! Declan is ill. I think he may be dying!” Abebe
screamed, tears flowing down her face.

Declan and Abebe entered their bedroom after a full afternoon and evening
of shopping, dining out, and the theater, all located in the city not far from the
estate. “I am so tired,” Abebe said wearily.
“I, as well. The bed looks so alluring. I cannot wait to get into it,” Declan
agreed equally as wearily. They both prepared for bed, but nowadays, Abebe
was usually the first to get under the covers. The main reason was that Abebe
had begun to wear only slips under her dress, eliminating her cumbersome
pantaloon undergarments. That was basically for Declan’s convenience. They
never walked to or rode to anyplace where Declan did not at some time during
the venture want to lick between her thighs or ‘enter’ her. He would always find
the opportunity to secretly do one or the other or both, and she always gladly
accommodated him.
Even during their coach rides, with the coachman driving atop, Declan
might kneel on the coach floor, push back the bottom of her dress and bury his
face between her thighs, engulfing and sucking her..........
.....
The next morning, Abebe awakened and was surprised to see Declan still in
bed, much less still asleep. He was always up and about long before her in the
morning. He must really be tired from yesterday, she thought. She leaned over
to kiss his cheek and found his breathing to be labored and shallow. He was
also soaked with perspiration. She shook him in an attempt to wake him, but
he would not awaken. She jumped out of bed and ran down the hallway
screaming for help. First, came some of the servants and then came Master
Walsh. “Father! Father! Declan is ill. I think he may be dying!” Abebe
screamed, tears flowing down her face.

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