Extremely loud and incredibly close
It’s 9pm in Brooklyn USA, and my upstairs neighbour’s Lab Retriever is running wall-to-wall sprints worthy of the athletics. Across the hall, a young couple is laughing hysterically and smoking something funky. And the Italian seniors next door are having sex and playing the Righteous Brothers so loud, I’ve definitely lost that loving feeling.
The good news is, the dog dash is always brief, the sky-high lovebirds let me borrow their drill, and the oldies fans tire easily — so, all in all, they’re good neighbours, which can be a rarity in
