The property manager at the corporate leasing office slid a three-page document across her desk and handed me a black pen.

“The unit comes fully furnished,” she said.

“The corporate rate includes electricity, high-speed internet and water through the end of next month.”

“What if my work visa takes two more weeks?” I asked.

“Then we switch you to a weekly rate of six hundred dollars,” she said, settling back in her leather chair.

“You just have to give us forty-eight hours’ notice before the original lease runs out.”

I flipped to the last page and signed my name on the line marked tenant.