I wake up around 1:40am with a loud drone, cursing whoever is blasting music so late. It’s loud and deep, accompanied by something higher in pitch — something that sounds like ocean waves . It seems to be coming from the next door house. I get up, place my right ear against the wall: wrong suspect — it’s dead silent next door and this is not the kind of music they’d be listening to anyway. But the drone is still there.
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