One Man’s Trash is This Man’s Trash Too

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But it might be your treasure. Two air conditioners, a mismatched set of crutches, piles of ceiling tiles, twin bed headboard and footboard, a console TV, old ugly art pieces, old paint cans maybe with liquid paint still inside, a box of miscellaneous hardware, various lengths of quarter-round lumber, a couple old doors and an upholstered chair with no cushions. In the rain.

I was hoping to find one of those kid-killer refrigerators so I could snag the door for Don, but no dice on that front.

There were other things too but it all pretty much looked like it should be taken to the dump. Want to find a treasure? Check it out at 1812 N. Harrison Street in Arlington. Who knows? You might find just what you were looking for.

This post appeared in its original form at DC Metblogs

Carl Weaver is a writer and brewer for and has been making beer and wine for more than 20 years. He is also an avid photographer and writer and just finished his first book, about a trip he took to Thailand to live in Buddhist monasteries. He considers himself the last of the Renaissance men and the luckiest darned guy in the world. Follow him on Twitter.

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