smartt is shaking the air conditioner in his bedroom window again. This usually causes the old woman that lives below him to scream rambling cursewords but today she is gone because last night she had another stroke and the ambulance came after a few hours and took her to the big hospital on the other side of the favela. this usually meant he had 2 or 3 days to play his favorite prog and tired metal LPs at a higher level. This made him happy of course if only he could get this damn air conditioner working again. Because he had no business planned he hasn't bathed for two days and the hot January sun was bringing his pores to full revolt.