My apartment is old-fashioned. It was built sometime during the late-19th century. There is a wooden screen door that can be locked from the inside to keep a breeze going. The floors are hard-wooded and not shiny. There is a walk-in closet, a kitchen that I hope to separate with a shower-curtain, and a toilet with an old school silver handle bar flusher—the same kind you see on public toilets. There are some stains, and a small hole in the wall, and the kitchen light flickers, and the oven doesn’t work... But I still contend my apartment has its charm. These flaws will be fixed...hopefully...otherwise I will have to regulate. Plus, I’m a block away from a coffee shop with internet access, and three blocks from campus.