Now that it's cooled down a bit in Philly, we've taken to turning off the AC and turning on the windows again. Oh how I've missed the noise. Earlier this morning, a car drove by blaring Middle Eastern music-- the kind with the lone voice trailing like a call-to-prayer-- and for a few seconds, I thought I was in the mountains again. Then the Doppler Effect flattened it out and took it away.
Now, a couple hours later, an outdoor church service with a big brass band keeps me from sleeping in. The priest calls me to Jesus and the Lord, his voice magnified by his zeal and a microphone. The pace and volume of the music crescendos, the shouts of "Glory!" increase in frequency. They're going for the goal! I'm anticipating...
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