The embryo of an armchair? A kitchen? A doll? A car? Surprise us!

Our whole apartment is full of old newspapers. Magazines, newspapers and monthly magazines. I don’t know where they come from. All these fucking free magazines and interior design magazines. Life Style Magazines and glossy fashion magazines. What are they doing in my home? It doesn’t matter how many I throw out. They just continue to pop up. They’re the media industry's equivalent of killer snails or moss. They are everywhere; the corners in the living room, under the couch or in the bathroom.

I’m outlining my new major project. Building the world's first chair made entirely of old newspapers. I still have no idea how to attach them to eachother. But I've stopped becoming irritated by them. Instead I’ve started piling them up in pager bags in the den. As I watch their smug covers I know they don’t have a clue about what awaits them.

The problem is that I’ve never put together an armchair before. How do I make newsprint comfortable to sit on? How long will the chair hold together? Will it take several days to put together? Weeks? Then my home will be full of newspapers again. It’s a vicious spiral of ink and glossy covers. I will take my job seriously and do it right. It will be a chair made out of newspapers before the year is over if this is the last thing I do. You can leave it on my tombstone:
"Here lies Navid Modiri. He did at least find a way to get rid of all the fucking magazines lying around his apartment."

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