Our downstairs neighbor is a professional pianist. He owns two pianos (he used to own three) and recently bought an organ. We often hear him practice – classical, honkytonk, pop music strung into medleys. Also, he smokes a lot of pot. The point is, last weekend I was outside reading on our terrace, the neighbor was downstairs practicing and smoking, an…
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