See how pots strike and dint the sturdy pavement.

  There’s death from every window where you move.

  You’d be a fool to venture out to dine,

  oblivious of what goes on above,

  without your having penned that dotted line,

  of your last testament.

This feels very modern. "Sure, you might get randomly killed by a pot flying out a window, but there are _walkable_ restaurants!"

Sure, you might get killed just on the drive between your home and the grocery store by someone on their phone in a pickup truck, but at least you don’t have to share a wall with another human!

>but at least you don’t have to share a wall with another human!

If you ban loud bass I don't think I'd mind. Until then, no thank you.

That's still very real in NYC. https://tribecacitizen.com/2026/04/27/rubble-falls-from-the-...

Its very much everywhere you have large swaths of people pasding through. I distinctly remember my aunt complaining that in the student dorms back in the day, two students bought a whole pig and roasted it in the iron bathtub

Where I studied there was a tradition to throw out the TV out of dorm room window at graduation. Now that were early nineties, ~21" CRT TVs and a 24 storey dorm.