that's always been my understanding in this city, but i dunno, man, last november i was trying to help a new colleague find a place to live in the city and shit was WILD. i remember in particular this bullshit third floor walkup two-bedroom in east rock that was basically a half-assedly refurbished attic with some partitions. the "kitchen" was mainly an old stove sort of randomly placed in a room, there was no kitchen counter at all. they wanted $2500. it had been snapped up within a week. i think you got pretty lucky, and i'm glad for you. i find these kinds of posts so deeply anxiety-inducing these days.