The trucks go by our apartment spraying their lovely gas to kill whatever a few nights a week. Some times I see the kids running around in the smoke as I quickly shut our windows to avoid the fumes wafting their way up to our apartment on the 14th floor.
I made a lame video, but I found this video which I like much better. It reminds me of my friend laughing and waving her third arm around telling me about how she would chase after the trucks with her friends when they were children (the third arm part is a joke the rest is true).
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