Some time time ago I went driving along the waters edge in search of something that was not this. But hot damn sure glad that this was the end up.
What was even better that this spot ended up having my path cross with a modern day nomadic yurt dweller who tipped me off to the House of Jurne. Not to say that this was not a come up, I'll call it the mash potatoes, and Jurne's house the gravy. I don't have much back story on the furniture store other than it was no Scandinavian design, so I'll just show y'all some the pictures that I took from 2013-ish. Jurne's house to come later.
Peace out all.