Late Stage Capitalism

I fondly remember the days of eviction and how that slimy appt complex took me to court over a few grand, and how much stress and eventual desensitization it caused.

The place had an immense amount of black mold. Right down the hall was a bolted up room, everything carpeted in thick black mold. Bed bugs. Roaches. Fleas.

I said f u. Evict me. Can't get blood from a stone. I was pretty dumb then...still am.

I don't really know the solution, but some better safety nets would be nice. Maybe some Healthcare if your not too busy. I know you can afford it.