I was thinking of this thread last night, as my boyfriend and I watched a movie on Cuevana in bed. Thank God the subtitles were on, or we would have missed a lot of dialogue due to motos and trash trucks and honking cars, oh my. Later, just as I was about to put my earplugs in, a drunken porteña started screeching and slurring Justin Bieber's "Baby" as she left the after office spitting distance from our window. BABY, BABY, BABY OOOHHHHHH! (People who believe porteños never get excessively drunk have never lived across the street from a boliche.) And then, bright orange foamy silence.
Seriously, people. Earplugs.