True story: I lived above a drug-addled squatter (with my imaginary husband, William)

… the building wearing flip flops and gingerly holding my keys for fear my freshly done nails would smudge   I came … a lie and called upstairs to my imaginary husband William can you come down here and grab this bag Thankfully the dog … bell a half hour later and I buzzed them in I gave them my landlords number so they could verify the downstairs …

By Kelly Kreth |March 10, 2016 - 4:09PM