I always see and hear ****, but just got used to it. One time I heard a bunch of pots and pans banging around downstairs in my house like my roommate was doing dishes. I kept calling him to ask him something and got no response so I went downstairs and the dishes hadn't moved and no one there. I hear all kinds of things and chalk it up to my eardrums being screwed up from playing in bands over the years.
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