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As you press the keys from left to right, the notes go *down* the scale. I wonder how many budding Rachmaninov's it managed to destroy...
It's communication Jim, but not as we know it...
Every week he parks in the same place - across 2 spaces. I walked past him once, sitting in the car, smoking, music blasting out the open windows. He sneered at me, giving me one of those "Wot you lookin at?" expressions. Get this - he works at Tesco's customer service counter.
