 And I remember pulling up to her apartment, and it was this yellow brick apartment. It had seven little flats, and each flat had a balcony, and it was really beautiful and small. And as I lived there with her, the neighbors were a big part of her daily life, and it felt so different from my life in New York. And the only time we spoke to our neighbors was when my brother threw the basketball in their area, and then they came over and they handed it back.