COLE AND SON WALLPAPER
I rented a shoebox-sized apartment (300 square feet) downtown and was just happy to be back in civilization where my friends wold come and visit me. A fourth-floor walkup, the space was described somewhat generously as a one-bedroom. I had one window which looked into an air shaft where some weird man would stare at me and my apartment smelled like sweet and sour chicken.
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