The men are in front of my house wearing yellow hard hats cutting the pavement with saws and digging with jackhammers. Today they are installing newer more efficient gas lines to the house next door. They have been working on this up and down the street for weeks, two houses a day. I rather enjoy the theater of it. The street is closed off to regular traffic and two police are parked here for the day with their lights flashing. Meanwhile I am inside, drinking coffee wondering when my ears will unclog. I guess if I'm going to have clogged ears I should be grateful it's happening during road construction.
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