Well, it's an apartment, and my father parents (so my grandmother and farther) moved to my hometown and bought the place while the blocks were being built. Then they, along with most other people who lived there, sued the construction company, because the ceilings were too low. And I mean, I can reach the ceiling with a little hop, also I'd regularly backhand the lamps (since they hang even lower) by accident. They won that and got a nice sum of money, only it could have been better - later it turned out they skimped even more on materials, but it was too late. And by "skimped even more", I mean that there are newspapers in the walls, in some places, used for insulation.
Also, my grandmother and grandfather passed away in that apartment (not at the same time, that would have been creepy) and we moved in.