This is not an Intercontinental Ballistic Missile head or an old World War II V-2 bomb or an alien monolith, but a set of table and chairs that will transform any terrace into a chill-out lounge, sans the Margarita and Manhattan cocktails. Here is how it unfolds:



Did I say chill-out lounge and cocktails? At last, it's Friday. So here's my favorite song to drink, relax, and daydream about the future.
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