I don’t know if you’ve ever lived in a sketchy area, however I certainly have.
There were a number of years when I resided right on the edge of a pretty ghetto part of town, and it was a learning experience for sure.
For instance, I learned to walk with one earbud at night and my keys wrapped tightly in my hand, just in case I needed something sharp in a pinch. I also learned to keep my car locked as soon as I got into the seat, and never to leave my windows open in the apartment. This was problematic, but, because the house had such disappointing heating and cooling capabilities. Since I couldn’t have my windows open, I relied entirely on the apartment’s control device to rectify poor air quality or an uncomfortable air temperature, and the boiler and air conditioner my friend and I less than efficient. I remember it would take at least 12 hours for the boiler to satisfactoryly warm the air during the winter; I could bump up the temperature settings and plan on feeling a difference in the ambient air temperature half a afternoon later, if I was blessed. I don’t guess that the air conditioner ever absolutely worked. My house was really 85 to 90 degrees, even with the A/C at full blast. There was no way I could catch a breeze from outside, because opening the window was a recipe for harassment and cut ins, so I lived in a burning warm house and prayed for the afternoon I could afford to transfer out.