no more carpet. no more absentee washer/dryer. no more refrigerator whose door doesn't stay open on its own. no more linoleum or pressed wood. no more shared walls. no more bedroom window looking directly onto neighbor's front door (they've accidentally gotten an eyeful of me no less than 10 times!).
however,
if these were my apartment buildings, I don't think I would complain. Oh Italy, you have a way of making everything look so charming.
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Oh, god I couldn't agree more! I think my neighbor is cooking skunk...
oh, I feel for you, the things we heard and smelled in our days of attached living. though I think there are things you can let your neighbors hear in Italy that you maybe can't elsewhere in the developed world.
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