In a city which is in the midst of a
serious homeless crisis, we should all be so lucky as to have an apartment with a working toilet and maybe a microwave, an apartment we can afford to live in and fill up with our accumulated stuff. Unless you're dealing with some serious
landlord shenanigans, you probably don't have any good reason to go complain to a local paper of record about your living situation. Thankfully, that hasn't stopped some sad, financially-stable 20-somethings (we will not use the dreaded M-word, although it is entirely applicable here) from
complaining to the NY Times about the hardships they've endured by sacrificing their social lives to reside on the Upper East Side. Because, dear god, no one will visit them. [
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