Where to begin? On the one hand the location is fantastic. You're right by college street and bloor street with the home nestled in a quiet, flora filled neighborhood between the two streets. While on the other hand the home itself is incredibly old and it shows. Cracks running up and down my bedroom wall and the carpet had strange stains. The window cannot be opened in my room but there is an AC that allows cooling and air from outside. This in turn brings out smells in the room from musty to something foul. It comes and goes.
The kitchen is spacious, clean, and well stocked. You can sit outside either at the front or back porch on ash covered seats.
There is also an elderly woman living there who is a pleasant conversationalist but simply exists as a counterbalance to Neil's uncomfortable behavior. If she wasn't there the only people staying at this unit would be the ones I'm about to describe.
You see all of this kept me in a neutral state of mind not leaning one way or the other. That is until I encountered two guests Neil brought in to stay in the room opposite mine. I woke up one morning to find a disgusting sock outside my door. The perpetrator, guest in the opposing room, after coming downstairs attempted to follow me into the bathroom. The second guest, on a different day, was pacing and leering at me at the bottom of the stairs in his underwear. Now I've made it abundantly clear that I'm straight from day one of being there. To then bring in individuals with such abhorable behavior is way out of line!