The Neighbours Flats (night of 21/07/2023)

I am living in a house full of flats - a version of the house I am living in now, but not. Dark wood panelling in the hallways.
Meetings in the hallway with neighbours. There is some kind of issue with accessing the other flats, connected to some kind of machine that responds to voice commands, a little like an Alexa.
I am in my flat. I hear someone calling for me. I open the door to a friendly looking neighbour. The robotic machine - something that might be taken to a 1970s television show / film - is on wheels. Some kind of tube leading to a mouthpiece you are supposed to speak into. I am unsure what to do.
Anothe neighbour is there as well - a man with a slight hint of an aggressive nature about him. I do not like him so much.
Another time. I am saying to someone that I never see another of the neighbours. One day I am surprised to see that their door is open. I look inside - a huge room like a vast hallway vanishing into the distance. I see that a small family lives here - the very vastness of the room means that I never hear them, and this has led me to suspecting that no-one lives there.
I am also surprised to see a number of small tables with sewing machines on them. Someone may have been using one of the sewing machines. The scene make sme think of some Victorian textiles workplace.
I also see into the aggressive man's flat. A large room - not as nice as mine. I am happy I have the flat I have. His flat consists of one large room. At the end of the room I can see that he has a balcony section, which I do not have. He may be out there watering plants.
In the garden of the building. Other people. Probably othe residents.
I see amongst a pile of rubbish to be taken away, a number of my belongings - books and the like. I see a copy of ghost stories by Sheridan le Fanu. I wonder why I wanted to get rid of this as I quite like Sheridan le Fanu's ghost stories.
I have a memory of when I moved into my flat, the aggressive man's flat was empty. I stored some of the stuff I didn't want on top of the shelter over his bed (a bit like the canopy of a four poster bed).