The phone ringing in the bag.
The trashy self deluded music of modern life.
The ping of floors in an elevator.
The whine of the errrrrrrrrr.
The falseness of the can I help you?
The squeak of the siren.
The punch of the drill.
The drone of the idling truck.
The chunter of the ignorant.
And the muffled nod of the murder.
CLATTER. CUNT. CLATTER.
It's all that matters.
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