from chaos to total peace in one brisk slice

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They're on their way to Kauai, leaving Berkeley's approximation of blessed silence behind them. You remember that teens giggle and gab and use up the full range of sound effects as long as they're awake, but it isn't the same as experiencing it firsthand. So the airplanes and leaf-blowers and clock ticks and the white noise of metropolis waft over this abandoned madhouse... with the picture of a killed tiger glaring up from the open newspaper draped over the end of the table.

Ah, for a mountain hermitage with broadband and regular deliveries of provisions....