
No outstanding issues – or were there?
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Then, hairline cracks. Thin. Barely noticeable. Stretching across the walls.
The paint had begun to swell, creating faint damp lines along the skirting.
The paint cracked and blistered.
The corridor felt cool.
But they decided that it was within acceptable limits. No directio
A tenant mentioned the air in the corridor being damp. Bubbles along the door frame.
I recorded it as under monitoring.
Aware of the situation. Being addressed.
No damage.
A second person arranged to view the apartment — and cancelled.
So I went to clean it. Seasonal cleaning. Perhaps that would help.
I stepped into the unit and coughed.
My hands swelled. My gloves didn’t help.
The smell still clung.
But it was temporary. Nothing serious.
I sat in front of the computer, the log files in front of me.
To escalate — or not.
I decided to record the damage — but it didn’t need attention.
Just observation.
A pending review. No need to bother them.
I left it and went about my business.
Someone finally rented it. An elderly lady, looking for a quiet complex.
Ours was it.
She slipped slightly on the mouldy tile.
Filed a complaint.
A third viewing was permanently cancelled.
The damage would surface in time.
It always does.
But it was contained — for now.
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Original microfiction series by Michelle Liew Tsui-Lin. AI tags are coincidental.
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