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The worst place I have ever lived is in a place in downtown London, ON. The landlord was a dick, but worst of all the place was above a bar. When I first moved in I didn't think it would be too noisy because it was a pool hall. Little did I know they had live bands play several times a week- started at 11:00pm and played till 2:00am.
I also had someone unsuccessfully try to break into that apartment while I was away, which made me feel kind of violated.
The cherry on the cake was the time some stranger buzzed my apartment and asked me to let them in. Of course I didn't because I didn't know him, so he threatened to come up there and kill me. He kept screaming and trying to smash in the door telling me I was dead. Of course I called the cops but by the time they made an appearance he had gone away. It was probably just some drunk bastard.
Ahhh....the days of university...
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