Paul's apartment was in poor condition when we arrived, with broken curtains allowing neighbors to see directly in (the bathroom is right in front of an entry way shared by the entire floor, so this is not a trivial problem). The toilet seat was broken and we had to tape it down. The area is one of Paris' worst, with lots of young men loitering all day in front of the exterior entrance, something that made my wife, my baby and I feel uncomfortable. Paul is a good communicator, but he let us down when it came to actually solving the problems we faced.