It’s funny about a ‘live-in’ City. All hours of the night, depending on the night, the weather and the calendar there can be one or more noisy persons on the street early into the a.m. They apparently do not live in the neighborhood and have no idea of their noise level and the effect it has on anyone sleeping within earshot. The other event is smokers. Many a time I arrive back to my street door and a group is huddled there, smoking. I ask them where they live. Last time it was Pennsylvania, Brooklyn. I told them – no simple suggestion – that they had to smoke elsewhere. The smoke of their cigarettes is curling right up the wall and into my open bedroom window. Most often they look contrite and move. The occasional rebellious kid decides to fight “grandma” and throw down the gauntlet; In the end, he too moves. So think about this next time you are tourist in a city were there are flats, apartments and living spaces, one floor up from the sidewalk.