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Getting to Know Your Neighbors

Over at Apartment Therapy, a post about the limits of neighborliness in NYC is inspiring a wide range of reader opinion and some cautionary tales. To wit,

Several years ago I came home one night to find my neighbor passed out in the elevator. I didn't want anything to happen to her so I woke her up. She'd lost her keys and her roommate wasn't home so I brought her into my apartment. She was slurring her appreciation and sat on my bed while I put sheets on the futon. Suddenly she jumped up and I noticed a stain on the corner of my bed. She tried to say that the wet spot was from the rain but unless she walked home on her hands she PEED ON MY BED.
· The Owner: Good Fences Make Good Neighbors? [Apartment Therapy]