I’m walking, minding my own business, not a cloud in the sky. Water pours down like someone is pouring a bucket of water on me. In the Zona Colonia, water used to mop, or spilled when watering plants, leaves the upstairs balcony through a piece of PVC pipe and falls to the street below. If I had a plug and a ladder, I’d climb up and fix my problem and give these careless people a well deserved back up of their plumbing. All they have to do is look down and make sure no one is below before they empty their buckets. That’s common courtesy, but you don’t have to have courtesy when you live on the top floor. When you live upstairs, it gets easy to forget those below you. Next time, I’m bringing an umbrella. You can never count on people to do the right thing.  
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