Tiny House Movement

My dorm room in Manhattan is at the end of a long stretch of hallway in a looming concrete pre-war Manhattan building. It’s rumored to have previously been a mental hospital and sometimes it feels as if the ghosts still linger. when I moved into the building, I was distressed at the size of the room, ten square feet of bed, desk, and a mini fridge.

Determined to make this tiny-room my tiny-home I consoled myself with pictures of tiny-houses and the beautiful, unique people who choose to live in them.

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