
No outstanding issues – or were there?
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I had to go back to the apartment. Check on it.
They didn’t tell me to.
I passed by it again. It was easier to go over it myself.
But there was no need to go into it. I didn’t log it.
Somehow the air felt – more dense. it didn’t circulate as before. The walls had shadows on them. The ventilation – louder.
Breathing. Constant humming.
It felt enclosed.
I touched the mould with my gloves. It stained them.
Deeper than yesterday. I had to replace them.
The debris on my sleeve. The clinging dampness.
That stayed.
But minor.
They scheduled a viewing for the next day. It was brief – no questions. But the prospective tenant left, fast. They didn’t mention anything. But didn’t return, or follow up.
The unit remained- available.
I was tired. I didn’t see the need to really clean it. I left the corners of the floor untouched. Left it for the next day — no need to attend to it right now. It could hold. I had other things to do.
So the unit remained stable. The apartment block stayed as it was.
Everything as it was. Under control.
No need to bother revisiting. Or cleaning.
I could leave it alone.
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Part 2 is here.
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