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Meet Monty. He’s a 12-year-old mattress. Throughout his years as a mattress, he has been in 12 apartments, lived in 5 cities, and had 6 people sleep on him. He has been bought and sold twice.
Children with nighttime incontinence wet the bed on him.
People with bad night sweats slept on him.
People had rough sex on him.
People danced and walked on him.
People spilled food and wine on him.
Children used him as a trampoline.
Animals chewed and scratched on him.
He has dealt with fleas, ticks, bed bugs, and lice infestation.
Monty has stains, cuts, and broken coils. Most of the stains on him came from too much human contact. Some stains he has no idea where it came from and he wishes to not know where it came from.
Monty has a giant dip in the middle of him. The last person that used him slept on the same spot on the mattress for the past ten years. He never flipped Monty.
Monty used to be bright, white, and clean. He smelled so heavenly and pure. Now he’s yellowish…
