Fiction? Hello, George. Maybe you don't ever have to encounter the vulgar profanity of rap--I refuse to call it music--blaring from speakers in a nearby vehicle with such force that everyone within 100 feet (whether their windows are rolled up or not) is jolted by the noise, vibrations and disgusting lyrics that revel in the brutality of rape and murder. For some of us this assault on decency and moral sensibilities is an all-too-frequent experience.
Happy 6-6-6, everyone. Tip your servers.