Apartment Life

So, my apartment had life before I stepped foot in it. I just, enjoy that feeling. Here is a hair tie that I have not taken off the bathroom cabinet handle since I moved in. A hippie type man lived here before I did. He had also turned in a tie-dye key that was handed over to me when I signed papers. That's all I know about the guy. Well, that and the 1980's porno magazine I found on top of the built in bookcase covered in dust. I like to imagine he hid it from his wife in the early 90's and forgot about it.