Sound of sirens

Someone is parked outside the house, music playing beneath the wail of a distant siren. Night time in South London and Streatham never sleeps … But I must. The sigh of a passing car. The murmur of distant trafic. And a fresh breeze that rustles the trees before trickling over the windowsill and into the room. There’s a car outside the house. Sent from my BlackBerry?? wireless device

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