When we were first starting out, I was pleased, yet surprised, when a man and woman in a fancy Cadillac pulled up to see our modest apartment in the country. And even more surprised when he said they’d take it! I don’t remember what our screening process was back then. Probably I sized up their car and said ok, but I rented to them, and everything seemed fine. But after a few months, he told me they were going to move. Immediately.
I didn’t hear the rest of the story till way later, from another tenant.
Apparently he was a cop in NYC, and she was his girlfriend. He would leave her every Sunday night, and I do mean “leave”. No car, no food, no money. She would knock on neighbors’ doors asking for food or a ride into town. But it turned out she did have something of value. She was apparently a well-known hooker in Hudson, as well as a drug user.
I never found out whether he was pimping her, trying to keep her from temptation, or was just keeping a little something for himself on the side upstate, away from a wife in the city -- maybe all three. If they'd come to me years later, I would've recognized them as 2 Good 2 B True.
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