A neighbour I haven't met yet knows my name. Was leaning out my window chatting with the roofer (forget his name) and his wife, Gail, across the street. And some guy came out of the orange one and said, "HEY RYAN! How are ya man?"
That one is a high-turnover rental, genuinely don't remember ever meeting him.
It's fun, though. I love chatting from the windows. You see the kids doing it in normal neighbourhoods, but in mine the adults do too lol
Anyhow, the atmosphere is heavy AF. You can just FEEL the rain coming. It's definitely not going to miss us.