15 Bitching and Moaning

Just when I think I've heard every complaint under the sun and moon, I receive a call from an angry guest on our most prestigious floor:

Two little birds were having sex on his balcony.

Between randy wildlife and the cicada onslaught, I suppose it's about time I got around to harnessing the power of nature. I'm going to be a busy boy from here on.

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I already told one little bird big blue birdie, I suppose I should share with the rest. I'll be playing bass guitar with some friends for the opening of a drag show in 2-chome. If you want to come, contact me to avoid that cover, ne?