February 2012
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the neighbors downstairs are blasting Duranguense...
Like so loud, it almost sounds like a concert outside. If it’s not the gang bangers across the way blasting their gangsta rap with the bass so loud that it shakes my windows in their frames, it’s this horns and cow bells shit. Of the few parties we’ve had since we’ve lived here, once our friend who writes silly, irreverent songs (think Axis of Awesome) was playing acoustic...
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