When I realized that the ice cream truck had just driven up and down my street for the eighth time blasting the 1812 Overture, I knew that Dominic had purchased a new van. There's only person who knows how much I hate the 1812 Overture.
Not to mention the sound of children shouting at an ice cream man who won't stop.
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