Easy. Easy. Easy.
Trying to find a Los Angeles sublet for the summer- within our budget- is as slippery and twisted as charting Madonna
"Cozy studio" can mean cute and comfy or it can mean as cramped and tight as a walk-in closet. Not Madonna's closet(s). I'm sure hers are bi-coastal and coordinated by era, each epoch's collection larger than our entire casita. We're talking my closet here. The five foot black hole currently crammed with winter parkas, too many mismatched socks to count, and the book-filled boxes I'm storing for this alleged, yet-to-materialize summer getaway.
And the price for the privilege of said 150 square feet of space in Venice Beach?
GET THE RECIPE ...

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