Several years ago in semi-rise SF office building, I'd come early Sat to do work
that I could not finish during week. Early I mean in office betwn 5A and 6A.
My office provided great bay bridge view and often with
binocular watch ships come/go and runners along the embarcadero so ...
I quicily discovered directly across street, all glass windows in Rincon apartments provided great view when anyone turned on their lights. One in particular no curtins with bed pushed up to window. HE was buff and slept in nude freuently rubbing
his stuff or once having sex with another guy or more oftenly walked nude
around his studio apartment. My peeping quickly became an object for viewing
and I worked Sat longer than necessary. It became quite the thing for me to
have morning coffee checking my messages with my eyes on his unit and my hands
on my unit. Loved those Saturdays for about 3-months.