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Eh, kinda. Not really friends though, more like I have a few neighbours who I'm comfortable having as barely acquaintances.
There's the lady across the hall who occasionally brings my parcels/post up and I do the same for her.
Protein shake bro, who lives next door and has a loud blender. I've not actually met him but am deeply comforted by his shake making regularity.
The chubby Brazilians, the couple who sometimes take parcels for me when couriers insist on banging on the wrong door, and I've done the same for them too a few times.
The lady with the inverse door number to mine, we swapped numbers at one point but only ever text about recieving each others Amazon parcels. She stole my pasta maker during the pandemic though, so I lost her number. I see her on her balcony sometimes and used to hope she texted me so I could be like "no pasta maker. who dis?" but alas.
Aside from this (and tbh actually, including one or two) there's a lot of crackheads, mentally disturbed, and domestically violent in my building, so it's not really somewhere I'm comfortable being known by or inviting neighbours into my flat.
For a moment I thought you meant you swapped the numbers on your doors as some kind of weird prank.
You could write a sitcom about all your neighbours
"she took my pasta maker, Jerry!"