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In SF I had this guy Melvin that lived next to me.. he was a gay buddhist. He was always complaining about my music... and the walls in the building were literally 3.5 feet thick.. plaster, wood, dead space.. his place started 40 ft from my speakers, and he didn't like the sounds going all across the living room, thru the hallway thru the bedroom to his walls, of which there was only ONE little wall my place shared with his.

now at 40 i almost understand him, because when the pothead next door is running his bathroom fan for 3 hours, i can hear it in my bedroom, but hey whatever... its "communal life".

sounds like your neighbors do need some of your edible