I once lived in a block of units that wouldn't be out of place in Escape from LA. It was vile. We had rats, roaches, dead animals, and all sorts of nasty sh*t. The place was so run down, the backyard was shared with 4 other blocks of units cos we wrecked the back fences to make a footy field lulz. It was epic fail if you managed to get brought down over one of the random fence pailings sticking out of the ground. We had massive bbqs out the back. I remember seeing some old bloke who was on his last breath catch a pigeon with his bare hands...Fk, that was an amazing childhood and i wouldnt change that for the world...