So, there I was one evening studying exponentially hard on my Italian homework.
Ok, ok, you got me...
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So, there I was one evening, madly playing Half-Life 2.
Yet as the great wonder of Half-Life 2 blew my mind, set-piece after set-piece, I was pulled out from its Sci-Fi universe by the sound of some foreign noise coming from outside.
Humans, always have to make their presence known.
I pumped my CPU volume to a greater level, intent on drowning out such intrusion.
But as the noise continued, it slowly morphed into a rhythmic sound. It wasn't a mad racket, but actually music in the streets.
Mmmhmm....
Stung by the curious bug nestled within, I grudgingly paused Half-Life 2 and wondered off in search for the source.
Entranced by the flowing music, I followed the melodies as I would the Pied Piper.
As continued through the cobbled streets of ancient Florence, the music strengthened and before I knew it, a small musical carnival lay before my very eyes.
Due to the wonders of technology, I need not describe the showcase presented before me:
Music in the Streets
Although somewhat raw, it was a fascinating cultural endeavor.
Now, where was I in Half-Life 2?
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