There's a scene in "Blade Runner" in which the fugitive replicants Roy Batty and Pris are hanging out in Tyrell Corporation employee J.F. Sebastian's simulacra-cluttered apartment. And a music box somewhere is playing a song . . .
The bell tower outside my window has been playing the same tune. I don't know what the name of it is or who wrote it, but it makes my life somewhat "Blade Runner"-ish. No low-flying advertising blimps or genetically engineered snakes -- yet.
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