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The Sound of Sirens

I got so used to the sound of sirens over the past few days that I can now sleep through them. I haven't witnessed a lot of the chaos myself, but I've heard some stories.

Apparently the protesters/anarchists/whatever were throwing large rocks at the HMV just behind our hotel. We have some rooms right above them, so the staff here decided to lock the doors before anything happened. I went past the HMV today, and only one of the windows is cracked. So, it's not as bad as it could be, I guess, but I'm glad I wasn't working there.

I heard from one of my coworkers that there were moltov cocktails thrown at a McDonald's in the city, but I haven't heard that from anywhere else, so I don't know if it's true.

The police here deal with problems by using their batons. The way they describe it in the papers is surreal, considering I'm used to something completely different. It's still a bit strange to me to consider that police here don't carry guns. But, police here "pull out their batons". It's interesting. And somehow more violent. The pictures in the paper have been very disturbing.

(Unrelated to that, yes, there are mostly naked women in some of the papers, but I can never remember which ones.)

I don't really know what is going on. There was a lot of tension in the air on Monday, but today was okay, nice and quiet. (I was out a lot today.) I understand there are plans for more protests soon, but I don't know what they are.


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