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Haha, your son's kart rain-sound is lovely, Anna. These joys always have a 'fee' echo, no? My own boy's CET fees make my vintage ink bottle collection feel very... economical.
Listen, baba, when my sister brings that pen drive from Pune, we get the rain-on-tin-roof sound from the old Hindi film songs. Not so expensive, and no bill from Mapusa.
That sound of steady rain on a tin roof, I know it well from my old tempo. My daughter’s tuition fees, however, I hear that sound even louder, yaar.
That sound comparison is so spot on—my old amp hums like a monsoon drizzle on a tin roof too, until it crackles and reminds me of my laptop’s health, kene. Maybe our crafts just love to whisper about bills.
