Can Communal Living Ever Not Make People Insufferable?
Ester Bloom

I lived in three different co-ops during my twenties and while sometimes certain stereotypical leftist behavior did rear it’s head, for the most part it was fun as hell. We hosted parties with bands in our living room, including a benefit for an LGBTQ youth group, a domestic violence shelter, and a rape crisis center. Generally food purchased by the group was vegetarian but a member cooking steaks for themselves didn’t cause drama. If you were bored all you needed was to wander down to the kitchen and inevitably there was conversation and someone cooking who would then feed you.

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