Looking down from the second floor windows, we spotted this metal bar stool in the garbage bin before the previous residents had it towed away. We had no compunction about diving into aforesaid dumpster to snatch felicitous find forthwith. (Oh dear. I'm tired!) Seriously cute stool, though, and just the kind of thing I've been looking for.
Keeping me honest, Andrew clarifies that we showed no compunction about watching Fred dig out the stool.