Andrew’s Place

The only door to their apartment was off of a back alley, in behind a restaurant, adjacent to a dumpster.

That opened into a small, narrow kitchen and dining area. To the right was an even smaller room that served as their bedroom. A similarly sized room just beyond that.

Crudely hung curtains, made out of top sheets, were the only means to privacy covering each door way. At the end of the kitchen was it’s bathroom.

Cold linoleum lay in kitchen and bathroom, and carpet in each bedroom.