what's that humming

Toronto, 2018.04.14

There are a couple of strange noises about the small apartment building where we live: a noisy wheedling sound, and apparently a persistent hum. I was discussing it by text with the other tenants and declared that the humming had to be from The Boy: Mozart, the Pixies, Pokemon, fort-minute songs of his own composition. Yes, definitely the ten year old.

Quite the conundrum: stay indoors with the noise, or go out into the freezing rain. I actually found myself cycling in the latter for about twenty-five minutes, after having picked up my bike with its new wheels.

Prior to that, it was the TTC. Somehow, that ~7km trip took a bus and a streetcar, and the streetcar driver had to stop to deal with someone who was drinking at the back of the vehicle.

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