Despite what it looks like, my apartment really is in a nice area of town, it's just really old. It was built in the eighteen hundreds, and I believe it might have been painted sometime during World War One. I live in the aparment just above the front door; the one with the red-lookin' drapes. It's a pretty neat place with a spiral staircase that goes all the way to the top floor, and four doors to go through in order to get into my place. Those big metal things that look like they close over the windows are big metal things that close over the windows. When I close the 'blinds' my room is completely dark, even at noon.
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