I rented an apartment, such an apartment, good place long gone, scraped for condominiums. It was in Westwood, cool area somewhat, south but not all so far south, of ucla. I lived there six years and they never raised the rent, such a good tenant, heh. Trustworthy, like a girl scout.
That apartment had some vile multicolored short carpetting. I threw rugs over that, and that's how I got interested in rugs at all.
Engineer - we seem to have different views re carpet. I figure this is geographic..