【根据材料，回答第95-99题】
One August afternoon, I sat in my kitchen staring at a glass vase that hadn’t seen daylight since my wedding.
My husband and I had just sold our house and we were busy 95 the beloved home our family had spent 23 years filling up. We had decided on key items for the apartment we were moving to in town, donated what we could, and rented a place to store our supposedly important objects. That left a house still stuffed with things that, while not particularly 96 , didn’t belong in a landfill（垃圾填埋场）.
I took a picture of the vase and posted it online, for $10. A couple of messages came in, one wanting additional photos, another asking for a price cut. As our move day drew near, I settled on a new price（$0）and reposted it. The 97 : “I hate this vase. Maybe you won’t.” In an instant, a woman raced into my house and left happily with the vase.
Encouraged, I posted more. My daily posts and the visits I received became a precious ray of light in the chaos of my house. Each exchange provided a chance to spare the landfill and to please another person I might not otherwise have 98 .
I sit in my apartment today, loving each of the belongings that share our small space. I take joy in knowing that, somewhere nearby, someone is 99 something that couldn’t come with us.
