I have a dream. Actually, more of a hope, possibly a fantasy. Maybe even a plot for a science fiction novel. But I digress.
My firm supposition is that one day color will not matter any more than hair length or shoe size. One day all people will take good care of everything they have, no matter what color it is or started out as. One day, this chair’s decedents will be loved and sent to university where they will be good in math and home economics. They will not end up in “good condition”.
In good condition, very comfy, giving away cause we need room in our place, need it picked up today if possible, message for more details
Oh, Sparky! That is one long run-on sentence! Learn punctuation and use it. Also, learn to judge the condition of your stuff with honesty. As submitter NinjaChow muses, “Wonder what bad condition looks like?”