Johny Silionord points to the gaping hole in the floor when he opens the front door to his first-floor apartment in Little Haiti.
“Look at this. This is what I’m paying for,” he says in Creole.
Three white buckets sit alongside a wall in his room. They come in handy to collect the water that pours through the ceiling during a rainstorm or to catch the water that seeps through when his upstairs neighbor flushes the toilet.