I used to pay four hundred and ninety dollars per month in rent.
I used to pay four hundred and ninety dollars per month in rent, for an apartment with crown molding, hardwood floors, a kitchen, dining room, living room, three bedrooms, and two porches, in a lush neighborhood thirty minutes from downtown Chicago. This is bragging. It’s also a reminder of how one can live if one does not live in New York City. But chiefly, I say all that so you can form an image in your mind of apartment 3E’s charms—like its ample sunlight, tall ceilings, and built-in, stained glass hutch from the 1920s—so you will understand why we stayed there, in spite of everything else.
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