- Sep 20, 2018
- Land of bread, beer and BMW.
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I spent some time in a run-down apartment building after college because it was the only place I could afford at the time.I lived in an apartment complex for about a year after my divorce. I have nothing good to say about it other than it was reasonable rent in a middle-income neighborhood.
Upstairs neighbor was only raided once for making meth in the unit and giving everybody headaches. Then my other neighbors' kid turned out to be a movie extra for "Gone in 60 Seconds", but all he wanted was my stereo. About the time several of these people had a gunfight on the front lawn, I was leaving even if I didn't have a place to go.
One of the neighbours downstairs had some mental issues caused by substance abuse. She constantly had new men at her place, which regularly ended in loud fights. One of the other neighbors was a violent psycho who kept assaulting people and the guy living under me once tried to sell me a stolen bike. Another neighbor died in her apartment in the middle of summer, which is why I know what a decomposing human body smells like.
Police visits were frequent.