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Nothing like waking up to a domestic dispute

May 13, 2016

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Nothing like waking up to a domestic dispute

My bedroom is on the second floor and there's a balcony that goes right out from my room.

On nights when the weather is nice, I love sleeping with the balcony door open because the breeze feels good through the screen door.

The downside of course, is that I hear everything that transpires outside.

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At roughly 2am last night, I woke to the sound of a man and a woman fighting. They were actually in their house, maybe a hundred yards away, on the other side of several vacant lots.

They were so loud it sounded like we were all in the same room.

I could make out every vulgar and vile thing they said to each other.

It lasted about 45 minutes before they at least quieted down enough that I could fall back asleep.

Have I mentioned how much I hate my neighborhood?

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