My quiet neighbourhood used to be filled with the piercing screech of air horns, long ago often present in busses, now just regular horns take up most of the soundscape. However, not 10 days after Christmas, there arose such a clatter, I sprang from my bed to see what was the matter. And to what did my wondering eyes adhere but a shitty old truck and a bunch of guys throwing chunks of cement into it from 2 stories up. Pretty fun. Pretty loud. Good bye, sweet neighbourhood. I will miss us.