when you live in los angeles, in a condo surrounded on four sides by other discrete living units, people complain about noise all the time; these days, i don't play music on speakers past tenPM. it is a drag. my last day here, i will be blasting music all day long until the cops come so i can shove my future lease in their fat faces.
this morning, i was hanging out with the window open on the one side of this condo not attached to another living cubicle, and the people across the way had been blasting revolver for the past however many minutes. good day sunshine came on, and i started to whistle loudly out the window.
the guy whistled back! in harmony! strangers are the best. until you get to know them.
beatles - love you to
beatles - tomorrow never knows
related:
billy idol - tomorrow never knows
yim yames - love you to
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