Do you know that feeling when life is moving along without incident, but in your gut you sense something is coming? Yeah… me too.
That something turned out to be property I inherited from my estranged father. One small problem: my father lived in New York City, while I live in California. Oh, another thing… my dad thought it’d be a good idea to split the building he owned in SoHo between me and his tenant, the undeniably maddening Brad Navarro.
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