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Around this time of the afternoon, a shaft of sunlight hits my living room window. I've hung a number of very small christmas disco-ball ornaments there. They sit in the window, and as they hang they all twist a tiny bit, presumably due to my neighbors walking around in the old building, or the rotation of the earth or some such. My room is the awesomest with all the mirror lights wandering here and there around my walls and ceiling.