at home

My neighbor, who lives in the flat above me, likes to go in his bathroom when i go in my bathroom, and then to make some noise to let me know that he is there (flushing, putting things, loud steps, or even enter the staircase).
He did it all the last year, and he can do at any time, as if he was just made for that. I think maybe in 50% or so he succeeds doing so.
Since the last month of the past year it seems that he has prepared the door of a cupboard in the kitchen above, and when it's windy he opens the window, and then the door closes loudly squiling and rattling, seems that it would need to be oiled.
But it doesn't close really, and due to the wind it opens again to make noise again.
If the wind is convenient this can last some hours.
It's really loud and can also be heared an the street.
The neighbour next to him is an old man, as far as i know, so maybe that's why he does not complain (i do not because i think it makes no sense to try to make conversation, because it's too obvious...).

Sometimes, maybe once a week or so, there is someone walking down the street and then saying a word or a few loudly at the streetcrossing where i live(not much traffic, small streets). A figure that has been repeated a few times since end of the last year is a man(or more), saying something loud or shouting, in companion of a laughing woman. Yesterday there were two younger persons, the male said "energy"(in englich), while the female repeated a vocal in an overdone way, laughing.
The themes could be like a taunting you-really-think-we-are-that-way, or something political, maybe spiritual.
The first persons this year were two nazis, they came up the street, when they came closer the one was singing "you are a poor guy", twice ("du bist ein armer Jung") and when they had passed he thrice yelled "sieg heil", very loud.

This year in a stormy but dry night someone took a pile of newspapers from the pack that was placed on the other side of the street, and put it on the pavement in front at the house. Next to the pavement there is a hedge, and the wind decorated the street with the newspapers, and also the hedge, so the noise of the fluttering newspapers supplemented to the squiling door.