Visible mojo for Snowflake.
Apartment neighbors can be a strange and tricky thing. Both upstairs and down. Ugh.
We got some store brand "ready light" BBQ briquettes for a hibachi and they smelled awful, and made us almost gag. We tried to put it out, and the neighbors upstairs nearly had a conniption. We felt bad, so I made brownies. I think we're cool now.
Oh, and the constant noise seems to be not the neighbors above us, but the ones above them. Figure that one out. (Kinda makes sense, since they're the ones launching cigarette butts, soda cans, plastic bags and miscellaneous trash from their balcony.)
Ugh.
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