"I lived in a nearly identical space my freshman year in college. The school had quite literally turned a janitor's closet into a dorm room. As with this space, the bed fit exactly the width of the room, right underneath the window. I didn't have a sink, and obviously the bathroom was shared by a lot more than one person, but I loved the space. Most of my hallmates would try to "rent" it out as study space because it was so peaceful and cozy (for West Philly). I do recall the panic if there was anything on the floor, and out of necessity I became quite adept at cooking in a small microwave. Kudos to Rowell for making it work."Mary [How One New Yorker Lives Comfortably In 90 Square Feet]
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