- The sirens. We hear them all the time.
- The helicopter that flys so low over our apartment. It sounds like the bomber jets in movies. I thought I was in the middle of a war while trying to get into my apartment , which I pretended was a bomb shelter to keep me safe.
I'm pretty sure that's all that I like about it. Other than the fact that someday 5 years from now when i'm going into labor I can wait until the last possible minute to leave for the hospital...which probably won't happen knowing my pain tolerance level.
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