She doesn't live here. I think her mom lives in the house of assholes?
Her boyfriend deals under my mom's window, out of his truck, and when he plays the OOMPA OOMPA music she yells shut the golly up. Usually he scurries off like a cockroach, but always comes back. He turns in super wide and super fast, I would laugh if he hit the building.
My guess is amphetamines, from the way her eyes were bugged the golly out, and that she damn near spidermanned up the wall, but I don't want to throw out accusations like that to a cop, so I just said "crazy".
One thing about the gentrification that bugs me is the nike hat white athletic clothes women either madam about the area, or that other people like them are also moving there. Like they don't see that the problem wasn't LA, the evil was in their heart the whole time.
It's weird, I have a lot of Mexican neighbors, and they might as well be ghosts considering how often I see them. We might nod at each other when getting the mail, but I couldn't even tell you which apartment they live in.
Not bottom house though, it's like sealab 2021.