My bedroom growing up was all dark paneling and dark wood furniture. With the lights out, even with the shade up the room was pretty dark except for the occasional glint of moonlight off of the brass handles on my chest of drawers. Yes, my family knew the important of brass to a child’s proper upbringing, probably because of ads like this one that I spotted in a magazine from the early eighties.
Now I just need to find that ad that told them they needed to put terrifying paintings of weeping clowns on the wall as well.
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