The gold farm upstairs

I think our upstairs neighbors might be running one of those video game sweatshops that are popping up all over China. Every morning around 10 am the unbearably repetitive background music (alternating between two base notes, over and over again) of what one assumes is some kind of action game starts up, and continues until late at night. No one could listen to that brain-numbing synthesizer music for hours on end unless it accompanied some kind of diverting activity, something to keep you from slipping into a coma. Well, I hope they’re at least making a good living out of it.