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Ikea is sweet, how can anyone get angry there? Back when I was like 18-19 living in the city a bunch of friends would get together and party it up Saturdays, crash all over the place at somebody's apartment, then we'd mob the Ikea for 50 cent hotdogs, and lounge around hungover in the display beds. They had this awesome hotdog vendor right inside the door for some completely unknown reason. It was pretty slick.
Good times. Nothin but fond memories of Ikea, lol...
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