Rowhouse Logic - Breathtaking Inanity

Set the metronome to a hair under 60 - four beats a measure, the quarter note gets the beat. Clap along.

Quarter note, quarter note, quarter note triplet.

-The rhythm of gunshots in the distance, as heard from my roof a few minutes ago.

I wonder if whatever happened will get as much attention as that fight at the Piston’s game last weekend?

Actualy, no I don’t. I know the answer.

I hope that everyone involved, in whatever I just heard, is still alive and, if alive, not brutally maimed. I hope the bloodbath matters one day. I don’t want to lose anyone else. Not like that.

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