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An EVG reader who lives on East Eighth Street between Avenue B and Avenue C sent along this "Dear Super" note affixed to the front door of an apartment building.
As you can see, the apartment hunter is reaching right out to the super — skipping those busybody middlepeople like brokers! — for help securing a "quieter one bedroom or large loft studio" to move to.
The apartment hunter does a fine job of presenting him- or herself — "very clean, reliable, keep a beautiful apartment with pride."
Anyway, what an old-fashioned way to find an apartment. Perhaps it might just work? Hard to say! My super always ignores my notes. "We do not have any hot water again…"