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The girl lounges on the small badly beaten and burned couch while listening to the sound of whaling guitars and heavy bass and drum beats coming from the other room. She was joined by three other individuals. One of her many slightly misguided dread-head friends, an extremely self-conscious college student, and the unattractive redhead girlfriend. The college student and the girlfriend stared at the walls covered with newspaper and magazine clippings while the dread-head read the latest issue of RollingStone and the girl scribbled away in her book. As a result of the intense, loud noises coming from the other side of the door there was no room for them to speak. So they just sat silently. The girl thought to herself, for how loud it is in here it sure is quiet.