Apartment hunting.

So, yes, remember that first time you went looking for an apartment? Something cute, good location, big kitchen, but nothing too expensive? Remember how exciting it all was? And then maddening? And when you learned something called an ageency fee, and Rupesh broke it to you that the cute apartment had a 1000 euro fee ON TOP of the already steep fee he was asking for? And when you saw undercover cops busting drug dealers right in front of the building you were just about to walk into to check on a flat? And when the one place that you might actually afford has NOT been designed for tall people, and you can see yourself bashing your forehead against the mezzanine bed in the middle of the night, and then stumbling blindly down the hall to the SHARED toilet? And that one apartment who smelled like the previous tenant hadn't bathed in weeks, where you had to provide your own lights and chairs? And that one guy you inquired about the room won't stop emailing you, asking if youre single and to send personal photos? And remember that other guy who wants you to western union him the money, since, you know, hes in India and all? Yeah. I sure do.