Downtown (Continued)

Is downtown really calling me? Oh, I don't know. I visited the Chinatown dormitory, City Villa, at 10am this morning. I had made an appointment to view one of the rooms. The manager showed me two available rooms on the third floor. Like the "crack house," it is four-storey concrete bunker. No elevators. The rooms are small, but manageable. "Dump" is what comes to mind. I won't waste time describing the place. Let's just say that it was not as great as described by my formerly-homeless buddy. The common restrooms were clean, but dumpy. No kitchen area. The tenants? Losers. Rent is $425 per month. I have a rental application in hand, but I am not certain about its submission.

Typical "Straight Up" Hottie

Speaking of my formerly-homeless buddy, I ran into him at the bus stop a few minutes later. Yes, he has moved into City Villa. He advised me to wait a few days because he has a lead on another place in Makiki. I was actually happy to see him. My formerly-homeless buddy is the only person who has been mostly "straight up" with me out of all of the fools that I deal with. He rode the bus with me until I alighted about two blocks away. I then restored my extreme monk haircut, a real relief during the current heatwave.