Sunday, March 18, 2012

The Neighbors

Sunday, March 18, 2012

The neighbors were at it again, providing much needed drama for everyone on the 7th floor. Two nights ago the typical silence that pervades the condo’s corridors and lulls its residents into comfort was shattered by the banging of doors and enraged voices raised in argument. “Open this door now! Do not lock me out of my own house!” The woman bellowed in futility. The perennial marital discord between the couple who live two doors away has become such a normal event that the sight of police officers outside their door doesn’t bother us anymore. In fact, the sight of them reassures me somehow: police officers still come to the rescue when they’re needed.

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