bristling for action

Quiet night. Last night was inordinately loud. The simians gurgled onto the street in uneven waves of shouts nearly all night. So many flashing lights on the street and swaying simians. You would have thought the whole species was in heat for all the caterwauling. But tonight I could hear it if there were a mouse in the leaves at the edge of the building. But there isn’t. A few noise-machines, now and then…I guess it is up to me to make some noise then. Are you with me Ms. Zhou? On the count of 3….

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  1. Beau said

    I’m glad it’s quieter, but what was all the ado about???

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