Breaking news, everybody. The stubbornly vacant-seeming 4th-floor apartment behind my building has cropped up with a pot of purple flowers on the patio, and the door that was previously cracked open from the top, Euro-style–to permit the circulation of that all-important (yea, even magical) German substance, Frische Luft–is now open open, as in someone could walk out it ANY SECOND. No one has, tho….
This will be exciting news for Malena, who was here with me when an industrious cleaning lady gave the patio the most through cleaning we’ve ever seen a patio get, and we wondered if someone were moving in. Seems like they did! Stay tuned for an update on the non-floral inhabitants.
The Rookery 
You are correct! This is exciting! I’m so glad to know that the cleaning lady’s efforts were not in vain.
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