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vera_dicere
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Prayer is always good. Maybe try to strike up a conversation with them to make friends with them. Heroin addicts, or recovering as teh case may be, have a heavy corss to bare, any help you give could make or break them. Its also a heavy burden on you!
But, it could always be worse, my previous abode was a flat in a block of flats.
On my left was a woman who had night terrors involving the most horrific profanities known to man.
Beneath me to the left were two people who would engage in pre-martial relations rather loudly, and a lot.
I know its not chartiable, but the woman on my right I’m pretty sure was a "lady of the night.
Beneath me to the right was a man who would play John Denver at 4 in the morning while he loudly… um… “committed sins against chastidy”.
In the building next to the building I lived in was a rather nasty dog that would roam and poop at will where it wanted.
IN the building behind me was a lot of drunken students, who one night, two of which banged on my door at 3 in the morning constantly, they were lost and thought my place was their place.
The best neighbours I’ve ever had - a rather rough gang. They dont’ poop where they eat. Very polite to me too.
Edit Hah, just noticed how old this is. Hope yo’ve had some luck with your neighbours, OP.
But, it could always be worse, my previous abode was a flat in a block of flats.
On my left was a woman who had night terrors involving the most horrific profanities known to man.
Beneath me to the left were two people who would engage in pre-martial relations rather loudly, and a lot.
I know its not chartiable, but the woman on my right I’m pretty sure was a "lady of the night.
Beneath me to the right was a man who would play John Denver at 4 in the morning while he loudly… um… “committed sins against chastidy”.
In the building next to the building I lived in was a rather nasty dog that would roam and poop at will where it wanted.
IN the building behind me was a lot of drunken students, who one night, two of which banged on my door at 3 in the morning constantly, they were lost and thought my place was their place.
The best neighbours I’ve ever had - a rather rough gang. They dont’ poop where they eat. Very polite to me too.
Edit Hah, just noticed how old this is. Hope yo’ve had some luck with your neighbours, OP.