Seeking Room in Brooklyn
TL;DR - seeking private room in Brooklyn, Sept 20th - Dec 14th (flexible on start/end dates), attending 12-week program at the Recurse Center in Downtown Brooklyn, $2k/month budget, flaviuspopan@gmail.com
I'll be in Brooklyn from Sept 20th to Dec 14th and looking for a private room during my stay. Open to paying from Sept 15 to Dec 15 for an even 3 months, flexible to negotiate other timelines too. I'll be attending the Recurse Center in Downtown Brooklyn for a 12-week programming sabbatical and expect to be very focused on coding and learning. Hoping to live with wholesome humans that are chill and tidy!
My budget is $2k/mo, looking in/near Downtown Brooklyn, Prospect/Brooklyn/Crown Heights, Williamsburg, Cobble Hill, or areas with easy access to 2-5/A/Q trains, and ideally have in-unit or in-building laundry.
More about me:
- 35yo male
- Partnered but relocating solo for this program
- Very tidy (immigrant mother upbringing)
- ALWAYS respects quiet hours & house rules
- Speaks Romania, Spanish, & English
- Currently lives in Raleigh, NC
- Semi-serious storyteller
- Volunteers with Roci the Aussie as pet therapy team
You can reach me at flaviuspopan@gmail.com
Would prefer to video chat before meeting, additional proof of humanity here.
Thanks for your attention and please enjoy a complimentary poem.
There's something about seeking shelter
in a city of eight million strangers
that makes you catalog your virtues:
I am quiet, I am tidy,
I wash dishes before they develop
their own ecosystem.
The Recurse Center waits for me
like a conversation paused mid-sentence,
September 20th circled on a calendar I've yet to hang
on walls I've yet to find.
Two thousand a month
buys a house payment in Houston,
a parking space in Manhattan,
or a room with a window in Brooklyn
(view negotiable).
But somewhere in this borough
sits a washing machine
in an apartment with a spare room,
waiting for someone who treats
silence like a gift
and surfaces like blank pages.
I'm not asking for much -
just four walls, a washer,
and someone who won't mind
when I practice recursion
by folding the same shirt
over and over again.