Francis Joel DeGrace

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I have reached the end of my rope. Noise has been pouring into my apartment all night, extinguishing any goodwill I might’ve had towards my upstairs neighbors. The boom of a disgruntled man’s voice accompanied by the shrill censure of an unhappy woman rattles through the ceiling. The chiptune music of a retro video game jolts my weary bones and I have reached my limit. Had it been the first time this had happened, I would have put my AirPods in and endured a night of fitful sleep. But this is the third night in a row, and the principle of respect has finally outweighed my reluctance to engage in conflict. Also, I have an exam tomorrow.