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The baby in the apartment next door to me crying - no, screaming. For the last 25 minutes. And the grandmother singing loud lullabyes to him/her in Gujarati. And "jingle bells."

I hate these thin walls!

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The final drops of coffee being poured out of the urn in the teacher's lounge up on the hill. DARN! I wanted some of that...oh well.

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