on the weekend his street was as noisy as an airport terminal during the holidays, rowdy with men driving back and forth, hanging out on the sidewalks.
Another night, he came home to find two men engaged in sex on the stairs to his second-floor duplex.Īt 2 or 3 a.m. Once he awoke to the sounds of police making an arrest in his yard. Soon after moving to Silver Lake last year, Keith Farr realized the daytime serenity of his neighborhood was deceptive.
