Woot, what a big question. I'm originally from Italy and i live in Sf, so why do i own a house in Cleveland? That is bit of a story. I have been coming to Cleveland quite regularly for many years, and for a long time I would sleep on Steve's couch and then when Steve moved i used to stay at Paula (who now help me running this house). I used to always say to everyone that i love Clevland, and people asked me if i love it so much why don't i have house. At the time i saved a bit of money to buy myself a new car and replace my 80's ride. This was right in the middle of the housing crisis. I would see properties selling in Cleveland for so little and decided i should use those money to buy myself a house in Cleveland instead of a car. I thought, who cares i don't really drive anyway and i go everywhere by bike. I prepared myself and contacted a real estate agent and explained what i wanted to buy and she asked me to get a letter from a bank that i will have a mortgage. I tried to explain that i was coming with a bag full of money and i just needed to find a house over the xmas break. She did not believe me so i had my bank sending her a letter to tell her that i do have the money i claimed i had (really, not much money). When i came to Cleveland she came to Paula's place and she took me to see a few houses. She said she was concerned that the houses i wanted to see were all in dangerous areas and i should consider something in Sandusky instead. The day after visiting few houses she called me to tell me that she realized i was not going to buy a house but i was probably using her to scout houses to steal the copper pipes, and she dropped me as a customer. I looked online and found Sandy, the best real estate agent who answer on xmas day. I explained to her i was in town for like 4 days and i needed to find a house and i had the money to pay in cash. She had no questions, asked for some houses i was checking for reference and invited me to eat chicken papricash at the club house in Parma. She took me to see a couple of houses and i told her one seemed fine to me. She told me that i had 2 more days in the city and she could find a better place for less. Two days after she took me to the house that i now own, which is identical to the other house i was interested, just in better condition and did not have a cheap remodel done to it, so that i could fix it in a way i liked. Looking back, probably the first real estate wasn't thinking so wrong since i was going around looking like a complete nut. There were several feet of snow and i had sandals on all the time and i explained her that i did not own a pair of shoes. I bought the house, but unfortunately it took days to close the sale, so i sent Greg and Paula to get the keys and let me know how the house was doing. In those few days someone did stole the copper pipes in the house, off course, just not me.
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