Being in my earlier twenties and living in New York City, I've never stayed in an apartment for more than a year. To some this sounds like a nightmare, but there is nothing more exciting to me than apartment hunting and decorating a new space to call home. Sadly my dreams of apartment grandeur were never in sync with my bank account. By the time I had saved enough to create my ideal space, it was time to move once again.
Here's a glance at my last studio in Sunnyside, Queens. To the right, you'll find a view of the back of a Duane Reade and a 7 train which ran about every five minutes.
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First Day |
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My "bedroom" with the kitchen directly to my left |
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My acid green kitchen |
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