You know that scenario when your dealing with a customer service rep over the phone? Well, that's why I'm creating this blog. I live at 2111 Beekman Place in the Prospect Lefferts Garden "neighborhood" of Brooklyn. I have been here about a year and have no where else to go with my frustrations other than this blog as an outlet. This might be the worst apartment experience in New York I have ever had since I moved here 8 years ago. Between car alarms, drug dealers, homeless people, fires, barking pit bulls, shootings, prostitutes, hop heads, domestic fist fights, wild teenagers, screaming crazies, disgusting neighbors, and other assorted "quality of life" infractions, I have to call this the worst place to live...ever. When the police don't show up, and people are either too scared (like myself) to say anything (of yeah, the community meetings have spies- yup, it's that hardcore), what else can you do but blog? This is also inspired by a blog about a building around the corner on Midland with a similar situation. Basically the only reason I chose to live here is that it is close to the semi-wonderful B/Q subway line, and was the only 1 bedroom I could afford in the area. I know what you're thinking, "well that's your problem right there!" Maybe so, but step back from your life in NYC for a minute and ask yourself whether those two qualifications are that unreasonable. Anyway, if you live nearby maybe you have the same frustrations and we can all laugh at our misery a little bit.
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