Sent to my building's mailing list at 1:58 a.m:
Dear whoever is playing music at 2 a.m:And my followup:
3:21 a.m. The insidious and near-monotonic bass line is still going. Bum ba bum, BUM ba bum, Bum ba bum, BUM ba bum. It's crawling through my brain, a constant drone that I can't seem to escape. Bum ba bum, BUM ba bum, Bum ba bum, BUM ba bum.
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