Another disturbing thing this apartment has just popped up over the past few weeks. It’s a motor sound that I don’t hear when my TV is on or my refrigerator is running. It sounds like someone has put up one of those wall clocks that has a burring sound. It could be the lady downstairs with throat cancer is on a breathing machine.
I can’t be on the computer or just reading without hearing that continual burring sound. I guess I should complain to the manager since it’s driving me crazy.
I haven’t smelled the Marijuana in a while, so that’s something.
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