Our neighbors came home at 2 a.m., put on "50 Ways to Leave Your Lover" at a high volume, and started a party that would continue all night.
Then, by midday today, joy turned to tears as the blood-curdling screams and cussing began. (This is not the first time they've done this.)
A few minutes ago, she threw his guitar out of their 10th-floor window.
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