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Originally Posted by Dmajackson
I've been in this building a few times and those are not floor plates your seeing. The building has three floors. The first floor is a few feet below grade. The former industrial use of the building means it has high ceilings. Each unit is a bachelor and in order to cram as many units as possible into the building they used the high ceilings to build elevated bed lofts which are roughly the width of a double bed and accessed via a ladder from the main level.
As for quality I will simply say this building is strictly bachelor units occupied by single people. The rent is among the lowest in the neighbourhood. The building is owned by Joe Metledge.
PS I don't live in this building I just know more about the building than people would expect but I can't say why without outing myself.
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I lived there over a decade ago for about 4 months. It was my first ever apartment when i left home in my late teens. It was fairly cheap for being so central and while the neighbourhood obviously wasn't posh, I didn't think there would be an issue. Well... it was a complete and total nightmare. It was filled with both mice and cockroaches and was NOT well maintained. I remember the first night I moved in it was in mid January but I had to leave the window open all night because the heat was on full blast. It was controlled only by a nob on the old-fashioned steam radiator but the nob was missing and all my stuff was packed so I didn't have any tools, and it wasn't until i could get out the next day and buy a vice grip that i could turn it down.
At the time it was owned by Steve Metledge, who after significant complaints, offered to have the unit sprayed for the roaches. I didn't bother with that since they were all just coming in from neighbouring units and he wouldn't spray the whole building. I decided to seal up the place with caulking, expanding foam, and weather-stripping which mostly worked except there was a combined half sink, two burner stove, and below-counter fridge unit which was plumbed into the wall so i couldn't pull it out far enough to plug the plumbing holes. Plus the mice kept chewing new holes which the roaches then used so whenever I saw an increase in activity i had to keep finding and plugging them.
I had never even seen a cochroach in real life before and had no idea places like that even existed outside of the 70s era Bronx so it was quite traumatic. The place was just overall dismal and depressing. The hallways smelled like a weird combo of cigarette smoke and urinal deodorizer cakes or something, the walls needed to be painted, and the on-site super didn't care about anything and wouldn't answer the door most of the time. I only lasted there 4 months but seemed like an eternity. The loft space was kinda fun though.