Some people flips houses; Goldman flips neighborhoods.
We found out where the closest laundromat was because after waiting half an hour, my roommate had to pee so badly that we went in a frantic search of the closest public restroom.
There was an infestation of squirrels in the home. Teeth marks still scarred the built-ins.
This week, I saw a sign listing apartments for rent and the unit prices, and I realized that I could actually afford to live there.
“You have six months to find your own place,” my godmother, Kimmie, says.
A few days after I sent the application he “approved” me and asked me to wire $2700 — security deposit and first month’s rent — to his California bank account before I could receive the keys in the mail. He also drew up and signed a simple lease agreement for me to sign and return, but it lacked important details: i.e., it had the street address of the condo, but not the specific unit
Turns out you can’t watch any of the Star Wars movies online — at least not until 2016, when Disney’s new deal with Netflix kicks in.
We lived in a brownstone off of Eight Mile in a decidedly not dangerous and predominantly gay area. To the west of us, houses began to fall in on themselves and the night became progressively darker. The streetlights were out.