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Quickly testing the microphone built into my computer.
Recorded from my front porch.
An ice cream truck that was being chased by two large old men in a car (who could have been brothers) stopped outside of my house yesterday and sat there for about 15 minutes. I watched as the two men waddled back to their car with massive delightful smiles on their faces, as well as waffles cones bearing mountains of chocolate ice cream.