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July 9, 2011
My landlord's on the sidewalk, walking in the same direction as I, and he's seen me, and seen me see him, so I cannot pretend otherwise.

I ask how his book is progressing. He just so happens to have it with him. He unveils several pages of words in an ant-sized font, crammed so closely together that they make the Times Square subway platform at rush hour look sparse. He asks if he can read aloud, I say of course, and when he's done I say, "That's fantastic!"

This, friends, is how you ensure no rent increases for a half-decade.