From botches at the end of the day of listening to very loud music...
The neighbors across the hall.(a few screeches and affected ones at
that) Escaping to my frontroom affords some relief,but then because
this godforsaken piece of technology has been set up on my kitchen
table,I'm tempted to sit there looking into the screen. I don't care about
the worldwideweb that much,and yet the few I consult take time. Email-
ing the world outside requires precious time too...
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