A Los Angeles home has become a hoarding nightmare, surrounded by 8-foot-tall piles of trash visible even from aerial views. Neighbors reported the property after enduring years of unsightly conditions, pest infestations, and health hazards. The hoarding has led to cockroach and rodent infestations spreading to nearby homes.
The owner, who claimed he would clean up, has done nothing for over a decade. The situation is so severe that he must climb over trash to enter his home. Despite complaints and city involvement, no action has been taken. Inside Edition contacted city council member Mark Ridley’s office, which promised a multi-agency solution. Neighbors hope this long-awaited cleanup finally becomes a reality. Watch the shocking video below!
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