I have recently discovered that I live in a liquefaction zone. In scientific terms, this means my building sits on soil saturated with water. In practical terms, it means a mother-fucker of an earthquake could turn the very dirt I live on into quicksand that would suck me and my collection of running shoes into the center of the earth never to be heard from again.

Sellers of such property are required, by law, to fill out "hazard disclosure statements."

I'm sure those are interesting.

Dear Buyer:

Please don't be alarmed but it has come to our attention that the ground upon which your building stands may, at some future time, resemble chocolate pudding.

We're just saying

Apparently, renters don't get those disclosure statements. But hey, you should see the view out my window. In fact, you should probably come see it now while it's still above ground.