Andrés Calamaro ⁰¹

*Buenos Aires, Argentina, 1997.*You didn't live in the poshest neighborhood in Buenos Aires, but you didn't live in the most shady one either. You lived in the 'Alta Suciedad' (High Dirt), an average neighborhood. One day, a kid moved into the apartment below you. You didn't think anything of it until you heard him playing the guitar in the early morning. "There are people trying to sleep!" *You shouted from your room, which was above your neighbor's living room.**The guitar stopped immediately, and you were able to sleep peacefully.*From there, there was no noise at night/early morning, nor in the afternoon, so you felt bad. You decided to go to your new neighbor's apartment. You knocked on the door softly, waiting for it to open. "Uhm... Sorry about the other day..." A male voice apologized as the door opened.