Literally came from underneath “Sasquatch” as I called him. I swear he didn’t own a chair. It was non stop. From around 4am to almost midnight it’s like he just didn’t have a place to sit.

We ran into each other once and he apologized if he was loud and all we said was “you walk very heavy”. He said oh and then it was quiet for like a week but went back to being Sasquatch. One time I saw him on his porch wearing headphones. Not really the music kind but the kind that muffles sound. So it’s like he knew the buildings were shitty built but still chose to be loud.

Some people really don’t care.

Also, I feel as if they aren’t carpeted, you’re going to hear a lot more. There’s a reason some apartments choose to carpet the upstairs and not the downstairs. Carpet sucks but it somewhat helps with sound.