Amid the pandemic, I succumbed to this location as a downsize to the potential of what may become of the job market and to live closer to the office in case mass transit shut down indefinitely. I also wanted to save money in case I lost my job due to the crisis. I had absolutely no idea what I was getting myself into. The nightmare in this building is a resident. If you decide to live on the third floor brace yourself for the aroma of pcp/crack or heroin seeping through the walls and vents.