The mystery is solved but the problem still exists.
I kept finding my plants broken and I couldn't figure out what happened. We're up high enough that no one climbed up and tried to break in the window. Birds don't normally break plants this way.
One morning, I heard a big bang at this window and looked outside. Hanging by a rope, there was a large bucket filled with stuff -- plaster, pipes, junk. I watched for awhile and down came this door. There are workmen on a floor above us and their ingenious way of easily moving things in and out of the apartment is with a pulley system and a rope.
They don't have to go up and down stairs all day, but my plants are getting smashed all the time.
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