Astor Apartamentos

unlocked, and packages have been stolen from it. Just one buzzer door prevents public entry, but those who wanted in would ring every buzzer until someone let them in. Strangers buzzing would interrupt my sleep, and most tenants buzzed people in without identifying them. The unit doors don't have peepholes and lock only with a deadbolt. Occasionally unexpected visitors would pound on my door—sometimes maintenance for a surprise visit, or sometimes someone who would ignore me asking who was there (yet keep knocking). The building was poorly maintained—my walls and ceilings were covered in huge cracks, water would periodically flood my under-sink cabinet and kitchen, there was a draft in the winter, the windows wouldn't stay open without propping, and the fixtures didn't seem to be replaced often. Minor problems reported to the management were fixed promptly, but major problems like the flooding were consistently delayed. I came home one day to find a hole under my kitchen sink that opened into the building's main hallway (to access water pipes?). I received no warning or information about why or how long this would be there. I requested a board be put over the hole during repairs to maintain my privacy and safety, but management dismissed my concern and refused to make accommodations. I moved out a few weeks later. When I arrived for check-out, there was no building manager, but there was an unfamiliar man in front of the building. I called the manager, and he wanted me to wait there for an hour until he arrived. When I said that wasn't an option, he said to leave the keys and forwarding address inside . . . and asked me to give the unfamiliar man a tour of my unit. I refused and went inside, and in the five minutes I was there, a different woman brought the man in on a tour. All three of us were surprised and confused—management had warned none of us to expect company. I got out of there as quickly as possible and have never been so relieved in my life to move.