Wow. Just wow. That's more than bad luck. Did you break a mirror or something? Haha. I'm glad you were able to sell. I think the reggae club and drug dealers were the worst - I mean, is there anything worse than that?

If I'd slept next to that cleaning noise from the launderette, I probably wouldn't have been able to sleep without it when I moved, haha.

Great story. Very interesting.