New Apartment

As a youth, I read the series The Three Investigators, the biggest Hardy Boys rip-off ever. But awesome nonetheless because the chums’ hideout was located in a junkyard. A concealed corrugated drainage pipe passed under a mountain of stray auto parts and emerged into a buried trailer which the Investigators had refurbished inside as their clubhouse/workshop/crime lab.

I’m signing a lease on a new apartment tomorrow, still in my current Inwood neighborhood but with a better layout and amenities like a bedroom door. It shall become my new hideout, a secret oasis in the junkyard tip of Manhattan. I don’t enter it through a pipe but I do have an elevator. Stop over sometime after my lease starts November 1st, why don’t you?