I used to live in a nice apartment in downtown Baltimore. It was a first-story rowhouse in Charles Village (a nice area, back in the 1980s).

It had roaches. Every building, for miles around, had them.

I used to put out lines of borax, and the little bastards took out straws, and snorted them.

I guess maybe new buildings, get a grace period, but roaches are impressive little beasties.