SR and I traveled to Russellville to help J move to a duplex from his cramped and crowded apartment. He moved into a two story, two bedroom, 1 and a half bath duplex. At first glance it looked pretty good. But as we went through the list of items to check off for the management, the truth was revealed. We dubbed it "The Roach Motel" and the smell was as if 100 chain smokers held a convention in there. Light fixtures were filthy, and/or broken, no filter in the air unit, and obviously the previous tenants had a cat who left his/her mark in the half bathroom area. The smell was very strong. The toilet in the half bath was leaning to the left, so you have to be very vigilent to keep from slipping off. Fortunately, the sink cabinet is so close that you can't actually fall off. You could probably grow some nice plants around the baseboard of the full bath. It looked as if no one cleaned up after a major party in the gigantic sandbox called the back yard.
The good things were, whoever cleaned before he moved in, did actually clean the baseboards and floors, and new carpet was installed in the living room. After liberally sprinkling carpet fresh in all the rooms, the smokey smell was eleviated a bit. Maybe after a while it will hardly be noticable. (We can hope) There is quite a bit more room in this place than J had in the apartment. He can spread his furniture out and even has plenty of room for a few new pieces should he decide to buy them. He has a nice duplex neighbor who J says has a "hot" girlfriend.
J sweet talked his Momma into coming back next weekend to clean the place really well for him. She'll be taking a couple pairs of rubber gloves, a mask and an arsenal of cleaning supplies. It may take me two days to get the job done.