Now Playing

My first apartment was actually only half of a once grander apartment, over a store on Mount Pleasant Road. I got the kitchen and the dining room, and my neighbour got the parlour and the master bedroom. My bedroom had once been the back porch, with a window—now a built-in bookcase—left behind on the inside wall. Between the kitchen and the dining room was another small pass-through window, which wasn’t particularly useful for passing stuff through, so I put my stereo system underneath and used the tiny window sill like the Now Playing display in the record store.