The man who lives above me is, for the most part, a quiet, elderly mouse; an invisible chap, except for last night. I woke up and heard muffled yelling, at 4am. That was unexpected, and I spent the next few minutes in bed wondering about the commotion.
I evenentually concluded my neighbor, Father Time, moonlights as a pimp, and he was yelling at one of his employees of the night.
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