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Last night, my brother called me all bent out of shape. Seems someone turned his parked Vespa ninety degrees (so that it was perpendicular to the curb, instead of parallel to it) in order to make more room for a Cadillac. Naturally, he called the police. I thought better of telling him he was overreacting, because he's perpetually stressed out and, as this incident illustrates, liable to fly off the handle at the slightest provocation.

Instead, I recorded part of our exchange for my first attempt at audio blogging. Click on the link below to hear my response to his account.

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