By Jem Aswad
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Executive Editor, Music
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One late night a few weeks ago, a mechanical noise on the floor below my hotel room was keeping me awake — a muffled, wheezing, grinding sound like a garbage truck that would rev for a few minutes and then stop for a few more before resuming, vibrating the floor just enough to be supremely irritating. It had been going on for hours; if it had been constant I could have gotten used to it, but the maddening start-stop made relaxing impossible and rendered white noise ineffective (I tried that). It was too late at night to change rooms and I had a long day ahead.
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