Published: September 23, 2021
Real estate agents have cycled through my life for decades – but none as committed, and stressful, as Denise
Every couple of hours last Sunday night I woke up to change the bowls of ceiling water that were filling up in my apartment. It looked like the urine of a severely dehydrated person. The apartment above had a leaky radiator and fat drops were coming through the ceiling. Plop, plop, plop. I tried to pretend the drops were the sounds of a soothing sleep app, but even my tired brain could not accept such pathetic subterfuge.
Mostly I was cursing myself for taking this apartment when I could have rented one from Denise. She would have had the leak fixed immediately.
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