Photo Source: Max Pixel I've been here a long time. I've seen people come and go, styles change, rules bend. Propriety has all but vanished. I've weathered it all, but there's one thing I still cannot abide, even after all this time, one thorn that I can't quite see well enough to pluck out of my skin: the people upstairs. I must concede that they're not all bad. I've watched them enough to know that they have hearts and passions, that they love their children, that they can be...