Singing in the Steam

Despite a sign reminding patrons to keep down the noise level, some goofball was singing in the gym's steam room.

If you can call tone-deaf, repetitive droning singing, that is.

It was similar to low-key Buddhist murmuring, but I couldn't make out the words for the echo, which made the man sound as though he were moaning.

It was like sharing the steam room with a zombie.

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