Could
you
pray
to
the
God
of
Silly
Numbers
for
me,
pwease?
Just applied for an apartment ending with house number 47. As you can see, that's a valid reason for it to be appointed to me. :-P
That and the fact that it's about a crawl away from work. (Eh, if I don't count the vertical travel bits) There are FOUR brain cells!
