If I was in Barbados, it might be pronounced as my 'turd' desk. Considering the ankle deep mud my vehicle slopped and sunk into in order to retrieve said desk, it's somewhat appropriate.
But now it has settled into a cramped position an arm's length from my bed and I find it regal in its 60's gold-speckled sheen. I also discovered it was crafted in Tacoma, Washington. Consume local. Does that apply to hoarding as well?
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