There are limits to the noise I can endure

Puritanical alert! Avert your eyes! This essay contains the topic of sex. 

It's been a good run. I've lived in apartments for the past five years and have really lucked out on neighbors. There were the quiet hobbit-like shut-ins in Madrona, the platonic gay roommates on Capitol Hill, and most recently, the married couple upstairs who were so concerned ab…