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I don't know about everything in America being bigger, but for certain sure everything is louder. I say EVERYTHING IS LOUDER!

In my innocence, I thought the suburbs were supposed to be a quiet place, workdays through the week. Hah! That's apparently like thinking the country is quiet compared to the town. Between the leafblowers and the compressors and the DIY roofers and the jackhammers and and and, I crave the peace of the city of yesteryear.

It's not that I always worked in the Silence Room, either. I have worked in student cafes and pubs with muzak, in crowded airports and on busy trains; but oh, I am finding it hard to work here. There is apparently something about intermittent mechanical roar that is death to concentration. And such a roar as never I did hear: I don't know if they legislate here for decibel-levels, but oy. I swear, British machines are whispers next to this. A sensible man would invest in ear-plugs or noise-cancelling headphones. Me, I just sit here and scowl ferociously, and make blog posts instead of working. Grr.
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