No finer wood then a chair at Walmart.

No fine silks or precious cloths rest upon its shoulders.

No golden eagles or lion’s heads embroider its legs and, yet it has ambition, authority, divine creativity in its veins

And commands the realm of imagination.

It is the throne to endless dreams. A chair fit for a movie-making king.

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