I've lived in apartment buildings and know others only when passing in the halls but I never lived in such close environs as in your story. I can imagine the relationships formed when you only see your neighbors through windows across the streets and courtyards and on balconies. How romances begin and go further is indeed romantic.
I've lived in apartment buildings and know others only when passing in the halls but I never lived in such close environs as in your story. I can imagine the relationships formed when you only see your neighbors through windows across the streets and courtyards and on balconies. How romances begin and go further is indeed romantic.
I've lived in apartment buildings and know others only when passing in the halls but I never lived in such close environs as in your story. I can imagine the relationships formed when you only see your neighbors through windows across the streets and courtyards and on balconies. How romances begin and go further is indeed romantic.
Ah well, Ron, it's part of our vast fantasy-life, isn't it. You met you wife in a very romantic way. I loved that story.