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It's yard work day, going by the number of neighbors in our adjoining backyards. But the guy two doors down is playing music really loud. Horrible music. It's like the Philip Glass of soft rock.
But then, my child has been making up nonsensical songs about trucks and shouting them at the top of his lungs. So I don't feel like I can complain.
In conclusion, I feel really bad for the rest of the neighbors.
But then, my child has been making up nonsensical songs about trucks and shouting them at the top of his lungs. So I don't feel like I can complain.
In conclusion, I feel really bad for the rest of the neighbors.
