The furnace flue is cracked.

That closet door had a lock hasp bolted straight into the drywall, which isn’t structural, but the hallway header’s bowed from whatever got hung on it.”

He peeled the backing off a bright yellow order and pressed it next to my door handle.

“No living here until repairs pass inspection,” he said.

“You can go in to make repairs.

You can’t sleep here.”

“Can I get a contractor started today?”