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The sound … of sirens …

Posted on Jan 18, 2013 by in Us

There are lots of ways you know you’re with someone you’re really meant to be with. The time you find yourselves walking together through the Atlanta Botanical Garden improvising a sad but hilarious song about being trapped in an underwater mortgage in a neighborhood undergoing a steady degentrification counts as the clearest for me.

I think my neighbor’s selling pot

Because he just got shot

I think the ambulance is on its way

I really wish I didn’t have to stay

But my mortgage … is underwater really bad

I’m so sad

So I live … with sirens

Somewhere around “I’m so sad” we were basically punching each other because we were laughing so hard. In public. Because of a song about underwater mortgages.

Made for each other.