One of my least favorite things about living in a college town in a neighborhood where there's a lot of students is this particular week of the year, where almost every lease on the Block is up, more than half the residents are moving out and new ones are moving in, and as a consequence there's a giant fucking stinking pile of garbage right where I normally park my car and it keeps getting bigger.
Like if it's still there after trash day tomorrow I am straight up just making phone calls to the city if I can. It's beyond "waah I can't park my car" and into "that mound of broken glass, splintered furniture, and whatever unholy cocktail is making that smell is genuinely a health risk"