While I lived in France I actually forgot how beautiful fall could be in Munich. Trees are plunged in all shades of red, orange and yellow while waves of leaves start to cover the floor, gleaming in the last warm sun rays of the year. Well, that’s as much as I see of it while taking a look through the windows of my new flat, which is in a complete mess at the moment. A bazillion of cartridge boxes are scattered everywhere between partly assembled pieces of furniture. Why partly? Well, while reading the instructions and assembling as you go, you always reach a point where the pieces described in the pictures are nowhere to be found or where three different parts could fit and instead of making the painful choice you think “oh, there are still some boxes to unpack, I rather go with that 
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