Just when I persuaded them to turn off the horrible, third rate, makes-you-want-to-slam-your-head-against-the-wall Reggae in my coffee/writing place, the fire alarm has a nervous breakdown and begins flashing like a strobe. Of course this only happens when I absolutely must finish something ASAP.

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