The ghetto blasters are back.
The ghetto blasters, the street corner dance parties and the car radios with the sub woofers that shakes my building.
Apparently they all went into hybernation over the winter... that or I just kept my window closed and I couldn't hear them. But now it's warm, the windows are open and my neighborhood is out on their front steps in full force.
... which is probably why I can smell the guy down stair smoking pot.
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