Who died where your bed is?

July 30, 2010 § 1 Comment

Sometimes when I see my new neighbor who rents the studio apartment next door I want to tell her:

“In 1986 the man who owned your apartment died in a room filled with stacks of pornography to the ceiling with no clothes on and weird junk piles all around him and the neighbors smelled him and called the police and that is why it has not been sold for a couple of decades.”

…But I bite my tongue because I have to ride in the elevator with these people. Sometimes I’m too tired to walk up five flights of stairs.

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