Ideally your apartment is within stumbling distance of the party house.
Madness string 83143
Like clouds, apartment walls are mostly air; seen through a burglar's eyes, they aren't even there. Cut a hole through one and you're in the next room in seconds.
What is this monolith that grows here, unabated? What is this madness that consumes the entire world? Nothing, dear, nothing. Just the wind.