On my arrival, the room was filthy. Sheets were used, the bed was broken and there were semen stains, I found a chicken bone behind a drawer and old grapes.
No one took the trash out, and the bathrooms were dirty with fecal stains in the toilet.
There was a dead mouse in the KITCHEN for so long that it DRIED and the smell was terrible.
Hindu men that live there don’t respect other tenants. A few times a stranger knocked on my door at night to accuse me of taking his paper towels. The second time he shouted at me that a shelf fell in the kitchen with my pots and called me a "bitch" when I told him to stop harassing me. He was aggressive and it was traumatizing. He would come into the kitchen every time he would hear me there so I was scared to leave my room.
No one cleaned after themselves and their dirty dishes would stay in the sink for weeks.
Zack stopped responding after he got all my money.
I have photos and text conversations for everything I said here.