In my new office/nerd-hole, I can open the window. When I do, I smell fresh air. I hear the breeze, birds, squirrels, and very little else.
In my last apartment, I couldn't open the window. I mean, physically, I could, but not emotionally. I would smell car exhaust and hear (more than usual) revving engines, horns, people screaming profanity, and this one obnoxious dude hocking massive loogies off his balcony.
This is better.
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