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May. 15th, 2005 01:39 amOn the way home from the second job tonight, my cab driver got a cell phone call. It was just now, so like 1:30am, and as he explained to me after the call, it was his wife, because their 3 month old son could not sleep, so he sang it a lullabye in Arabic. After the call, and after this was explained to me, he kept singing it. I have always had a tremendously deep affection for those sorts of sounds, and congenially wizzing through the city to it in the middle of the night was particularly lovely.
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Date: 2005-05-15 04:57 pm (UTC)