I escaped that 15 years ago and now one of the side neighbors with a 100sq ft lawn has parties all night and they somehow need a loudspeaker and live singer. No mariachi yet. 15yo’s ago at our first house we had two different hispanic familes move in, didn’t know they were connected to the cartels until they got raided with kilos of pure coke still in wax(still don’t know what that means, fresh from the boat?). They’d have parties a few times a month, mariachi bands until 4 or 5 am and the fucking taco niggers that would show up acted like the cul de sac was a parking lot. You couldn’t get in or out of your garage/drive way and were trapped. I talked to them and asked if I could get a heads up in the future so I could park my car along the Main Street because I needed to get places. They agreed, even invited us over but we always passed. And let’s not forget the teens and early 20’s who thought the sidewalk was and spaces between the cars were the party and fight club all damn nigh, you couldn’t even walk outside without them trying to start crap. I was so happy when they got arrested and then when they got life.