Last January, there was a remarkable event downtown in Iowa City: one of the two big hotels had been sold and was about to renovate, so they opened up the entire many-story building as a yard sale. You could just wander through, poking into rooms, finding seas of furniture clustered together in arrays where the workmen had moved them, etc. As I drove away with a car full of booty, I felt like a plundering pirate.
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