Well, do you know?
I’m not crazy. Or at least I’m pretty confident in that fact.
But where in the world is that music? Do you hear it? I bet you have.
Here’s the story. I was walking from the Daily Globe office to El Azteca for lunch with colleagues Justine and Ana. As we reached the corner of the government center, I heard the music.
But where does it come from?
I asked my co-workers. They replied, “From the speakers.”
It has to originate somewhere. Someone has to have a master switch. Is it a CD? Is it the radio?
These questions perplex me.
So, my new task is to find the answers.
Unless you know.
Do you know? Do they take requests?