by Douglas Coupland · 28 Dec 2010
at the Hard Rock. California is great. I go change into my work uniform. We're not spending much time together in our West Hollywood microapartment, Stephanie and me. Neither of us, for example, cooks. Stephanie may be great at bottling vinegars, but her food flair is limited. Mine is nonexistent
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, in a never-before-seen burst of domestic pride, neatly packs up her clothing and doodads, which have up until now been strewn about the microapartment like bird poops. I imagine she's finally feeling settled in. When we leave the apartment hours later, Stephanie keeps me waiting in the car
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has happened to the fine sense of independence that was once mine? I've been living by myself here in West Hollywood, here in the microapartment. I'm determined to make a go of independence. But independence is harder than I thought. And so expensive. I feel different these days, too
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pile. A man asks if he can buy one of my rubbings, so I say sure--it'll pay for cab fare back to the microapartment so I can pick up my luggage. Pocketing the man's cash, I absentmindedly lower my hand onto Lennon's star, heated all morning, its
by Anthony M. Townsend · 15 Jun 2020 · 362pp · 97,288 words
be handmade only to spend its future mostly hung in a closet. Every box in a MakeSpace warehouse is one that lets us cram more microapartments into high-efficiency Manhattan high-rises. And every premeasured meal purveyed by Blue Apron produces zero food waste in my kitchen. Most important of all
by Reeves Wiedeman · 19 Oct 2020 · 303pp · 100,516 words
in the process. WeWork’s mission was to help people “make a life and not just a living.” He believed that WeLive, which rented out microapartments with large communal spaces, could mitigate increases in loneliness and suicide so that “no one ever feels alone.” WeGrow, the newest venture, was an elementary