There are literally thousands moving here and they need homes.

And by commercialized, I mean there are restaurants, a hotel, and even a sports complex literally right across the street (and a major highway i10 in Arizona within half a mile from the property).Investors were in the process of buying our land, all the while I was witnessing construction all around us, turning the agriculture land to roads for lots and buildings and stuff.

I think I could get along with him, though I do worry about us getting sick of seeing each other if he's literally home 24/7 for a month.

I had visions of lawsuits in my head, literally had a nightmare about him living here and having to evict last night.I should have had him fill out a printed application in the first place; he had listed his job and said his rental history had no evictions, but I shouldn't have taken him at his word. 

Since everything is brand new (literally everything!)

I have literally been burning the midnight oil trying to learn and find my first deal.

Tenants will flush everything, even if instructed not to.  

These happen to be writers/books that changed the way I looked at the world, but there are literally thousands of them out there.

This, and you literally don't let them off the phone until it comes through. 

Queens and Brooklyn are cutthroat (and I wouldn't be surprised that sometimes it could be literally).