Ok, so I finally met the landlady yesterday. She doesn't seem quite as much of a horror show as I had imagined. Actually, she was rather nice. It made me feel bad about giving her such a mean nickname. I shall henceforth refer to her as "landlady."
As a follow-up story to the last one, the much argued about bon fire took place in her own backyard. If she can't keep drugs and alcohol consumption from occuring on her own property, I doubt that she can control anything her children do. It's really quite sad.
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