Dear 20th Street holiday ice rink,
I was wrong. The musical stylings of the MARRS building weren't the absolute worst thing ever. They were much quieter, for one. Please stop with the blaring ABBA tracks and "Dude Looks Like a Lady," and commence with the less audible woodwind covers of Guns N' Roses and endless Mazzy Star. Or Christmas music, for Christ's sake. I can't believe I just said that.
Should you refuse, please simply hit shuffle—your alphabetical playlist is driving me completely insane. Also, Billy Idol doesn't sing "Real Wild Child," Iggy Pop does. That was 1986; please try to keep up.
Sincerely,
Kimberly's ears, working from an office building in close proximity
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