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The sound of thumping from upstairs could mean only one thing — it was finally that time of the morning when I can turn my office stereo up real loud.

I sprinted upstairs to greet the thumper, before settling back into the day’s work and some high-volume speedmetalthrashfolkpianosolos… but stopped short at the top of the stairs. The windows were all purple. That is, the white shades were all glowing purple, as if on the other side was a really great sunrise, or a nuclear fireball that was about to vaporize my windows, their shades, and the guy tottering at the top of the basement stairs wishing he had a camera in his hand.

Anyway, it was a great sunrise after all. The colors were already fading when I finally had my camera ready, but still, it was amazing.