white winter hymnal - jschlatt - "christmastime"

'' december in new york city is a spectacle of unmatched levels — times square becomes a glittering winter wonderland almost overnight, the fire escapes and frosted windows dotting the large-scale buildings of the boroughs slowly begin to ooze a festive glow, and the scent of pine and cinnamon fills the confines of your brick-and-mortar bay ridge apartment that resides along the belt parkway ... the charm and principle of the thing is quickly broken, however, when you wake to your roommate’s vicious shouts from his office, his two-toned rasp traveling straight through the walls like a bullet. ''