The Unexpected Joy of Communal Living
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When my husband and I started house hunting in the DC suburbs three years ago, it never crossed our minds that we’d live as anything but a typical nuclear family: just us and our future kids. But the house we bought featured an apartment-style basement, complete with its own kitchen, full bathroom, and private entrance. The month we bought it, a friend of ours lost his apartment. “I’ll rent yours for a few months, tops,” he said. He lived with us for two years.
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