Since I was a kid, I have been disturbed by machines that are always plugged in. My early 1980s clock radio made me nervous because the faux wood finish always felt warm. I would unplug it and then reset it everyday because I wanted it to be able to rest and cool down. Right now, my roommate insists on running the AC/heat pump fan on automatic (we're in Austin), meaning the motor doesn't shut off; it will run all night. I've got problems. At least I have earplugs for tonight.
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