It might be the introvert in me being introverted af, but knowing all the neighbours around and visiting them, talking to them sounds super exhausting.

But I'm thinking of my Polish reality over here.
The only neighbours I ever knew was the elderly couple across the hall. They were parents of my dad's friend. The wife always seemed very boujie and a little stuck up. Idk. One time back in elementary school or early middle school I forgot the keys to our apartment and nobody was home. I just crouched at the door and then the neighbours came and they invited me over to wait until somebody returned home. I remember they gave me some tea and buscuits. And they had the sweetest dachshund, she was so friendly.
Oh, and I was teaching their grandson to walk XD
But it was more about their son being friends with my dad than being friends with those neighbours.
How tf do all of your neighbours have cancer?
