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In my house - a cornucopia of sounds from my housemates. One of them is into most strains of dance post 1990 (and knows his shit better than nearly anyone else I've met) and one of them's into a gash-load of classical.
In the street - the pub a few doors down, the birds and kids twittering in the park over the road, the teenage mothers playing football on the street (seriously, there's three of them kicking a ball around at the moment).
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Originally Posted by Savage Clone
Last time I was in Chicago I spent an hour in a Nazi submarine with a banjo player.
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