I would never keep my neighbours awake by playing loud music until 1am. That would be incredibly rude. So why is a festival in the middle of the North end keeping me awake for the third straight night? Your permit ends at 12; I checked. It’s now 12:40 and it sounds like there’s drums in my living room! I live two blocks away! I love grape leaves. Who doesn’t? But do you know what I love more? Sleep. -Crotchety Old Man
This article appears in Jul 11-17, 2013.


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