the view

When planning on coming back to Miami, I told a few people that I was coming back. Almost all of them offered me a couch or stretch of floor to crash on. One thing that I can say for sure is that I have some great friends here.

One of my friends, who is also a client, told me that I could stay with him some time ago. Initially when he offered I was reluctant because I really like to get to bed at a reasonable hour most of the time and I know he doesn’t. I figured I would be staying in his second bedroom. Once I got here, he told me that he actually has a fully furnished yet vacant apartment in a building I would otherwise never rent in. Even if I could afford it. It’s a nice building, but it’s also known as the building where all the escorts live, and is the center of Miami’s cocaine trade.

Well, he offered that apartment to me temporarily while he tries to rent it out. It’s a lovely apt. I don’t want to stay here too long because I don’t really wish to get use to something I can’t afford. In the meanwhile, I’ll be looking for a more permanent place to rest my head.

All I can say is, strange things happen here. Unexpected things. All the time. I’m not complaining. I’m very grateful.

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