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I have to leave the windows open. All of them. There are no curtains, the feathered palms gave sufficient privacy. There is little breeze so they don’t move, the wide open windows. Before, doing this would let the noise in, now there is barely any. I don’t know where the crows have gone, but I can hear the smaller birds that were once muffled by the sound of aggressive traffic and city. Today looking out all I see are more palms and plants I don’t know the name of.