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Fun with Incompetent Landlords

I live on Elmwood/North. I have about 250sq feet of pure bachelor pad; a vintage 1917 Murphy-In-a-Dor bed folds out of a closet for entertaining the boys. The landlords told me my apartment was like a penthouse studio. They never mentioned I also had ’round the clock drug service behind my building. I think they just forgot to mention it in the lease.

Don’t get me wrong, I actually like the landlords I have. They are very helpful and are extremely thorough. The people that they hire to do the work, however: incompetent.

Sitting on millions make us Broke?

I saw a Forever Elmwood billboard today, as I progressed on my semi-ritualistic stroll from my humble studio on Elmwood/North to Spot Coffee, my source of internet and perch for people watching. It read:

Buffalo may be broke, but it doesn’t have to be dirty.
Don’t Litter.

Buffalo’s broke? Having more money for the city to spend would mean more money to be fought over. Not to mention more projects left in limbo while we argue over some ridiculous design requirement mandated by this organization that wants Buffalo to be as beautiful as it was in the 20’s.

I don’t want Buffalo to be clean like Toronto, and I don’t want some yupp’ed up village like Ellicotville. I moved here a year ago from the south, and I love it. Buffalo is a blend, a mosaic of different cultures and lifestyles, cleverly separated by ghettos. I have a crack alley behind my building, I’m a block away from Allentown, and I cross the street to do Laundry. For me, Buffalo has everything I could ever need. Quit bitching, we could be in Dansville.