These are their stories. Clang, Clang. 210: By now I have met my husband-to-be, Rory. We have not moved in together. I didn’t want to. I had all my art pieces hanging on the walls of my small apartment. I asked him if he could get a room or apartment in my same building. but of course it was a nut house. He really wanted to save on rent. I said no, but Divinity said yes.
My friend and neighbor, Paul, called me up and said “They’re boarding up one of your windows.”
“They wouldn’t do that,” I responded confidently.
But they were! The landlord with a screw loose was actually putting siding directly over my window “To save on heat” he said. Oh my goodness. #@!#! And he picked the window that had the Best View from the apartment, see below. So I packed it up and moved in with Rory.
