I keep hearing you Californians calling your state’s housing crisis Kafkaesque.
You are far too kind: I never imagined a bureaucratic nightmare this cruel, absurd, and surreal.
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I don’t know exactly how I got to California, or even how I came back to life. But I appeared here some weeks ago, in the form of an insect, like my protagonist in The Metamorphosis. And I’m glad I did. If I’d known weather like this in my lifetime, I might not have died …