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Years ago, I had a teen-aged neighbor who, when her parents were out, would play her music at full blast right toward our house. I spoke to her several times, but it didn't help. Finally, one day I took a couple of my own albums over to her and asked her to play some of my music, too. I think she finally got the message. You have my sympathy.

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Jo An Fox-Wright Maddox
Jo An Fox-Wright Maddox

Written by Jo An Fox-Wright Maddox

Former English professor ponders life, love, and how to leap tall buildings in a single bound.

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