This week has been a pretty variable one. It has gone from me living on the floor of my friend’s sublet, to somehow, within around 16 days start to finish, having found my own place to live, which in Berlin is a pretty notable achievement, especially one that resulted in me: not getting fucked over on cost, not having to deal with nightmare landlords, not having to travel halfway across the city or into the middle of nowhere to have somewhere to sleep, and it being an unlimited contract. I started looking for places to live seriously after crashing at...