One fine sunny day, I was sitting in my apartment trying to read about Saudi Arabia for my Near Eastern Studies class. Then some amazing guitar playing started, and I looked out our window to discover a shirtless boy sitting on the balcony of the apartment across the way, jamming on his guitar. I returned to my reading.
A few minutes later, another shirtless boy came out. Then another. Then the second two retreated into the shade of their apartment, and I went back to my reading. (Because I definitely wasn't, by that point.)
Then the second boy re-emerged, and two shirtless boys were sitting on the balcony of the apartment across the way, jamming on their guitars. I stopped reading and decided to assist my apartmentmate snapping string beans in the kitchen, whose window has a more direct view of... the balcony of the apartment across the way.
Anyway, this was what I was wearing.
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