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Post by High Priestess on Jun 21, 2016 1:50:02 GMT
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Post by helgaparis on Jun 21, 2016 21:14:56 GMT
Great idea. Guests will flock there, if they know it's illegal to rent it. They will ask themselves if it comes with police raids in the morning of only rude neighbors that will stop them in the hallways. "I was on an adventure holiday?" -"Where? Safari in Africa? Boating in an alligator infested river?" -"Better! Illegally renting in New York"
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Post by High Priestess on Jun 21, 2016 22:42:34 GMT
Hilarious, Helga!
Yes, these are our modern urban adventures. We have things like sneaking into glass elevators at high priced hotels, to ride up and get the coveted citywide view (I used to do that at the St. Francis Hotel in San Francisco, but they made it harder -- now you have to have a room card to ride the elevators), or climbing over the fence and going into the graveyard at night, and now just toting your suitcase behind you can be an adventure all its own, as you find yourself being trailed by a couple well dressed men in dark sunglasses -- STR enforcement officials on sting operations. Then getting to the Airbnb listing, you have to pass through security clearance, which means, giving code words to prove that you are a legitimate guest and not a government employee. Then you get your packet of papers, which inform you what scripts to stick to with which neighbors, and how to secretly get your suitcase into the premises in the dead of night when no one is watching.
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Post by Inanna (Shaun) on Jun 22, 2016 22:06:36 GMT
Ahhh, I too remember those days of adventure. Climbing up on the monorail track at night for a moonlight beer, floating on rafts in the river...stuff you can't do now.
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