Recently I embarked on yet another apartment hunt. There's few things in this world I dislike more than surfing through page after page of listings trying to de-fishify the fisheye photos that make a 310 ft. studio look like you could play full court basketball, all the while attempting to sift through ambiguous descriptions that make a late eighties 1 bedroom with spectacular view of a brick wall sound like the Taj Mahal.
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