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A French Quarter man is annoyed this week due to noise coming from a century-old watering hole that's just down the road from his new gaff on Rue de Branlette.
Living close to a pub should be every young man's dream, especially one with the same fabled existence as the Royal Commercial Railway Central Hotel. However, it's "actually a nightmare", according to 38-year-old Simon Hosegood.
Mr Hosegood bought number 39 on Rue de Branlette after inheriting a vast sum of money. That Millennial PowerBall win elevated him to a position where Victorian-era townhouses, also known in some parts of the country as 'terrace houses', were not out of reach despite being born in 1988.
In what should've been a joyous occasion for him and his live-in girlfriend, Frisbee Stevens, one filled with humble brags about entering the property ladder at the top despite 'having no help' and other choice examples of pulling oneself up by the bootstraps, the constant sound of activity coming from the Royal Commercial Railway Central has worn them down.
"I've written to the Shire Council about it, it's not on," he said.
The irony is not lost on Mr Hosegood, who previously mocked the well-heeled Baby Boomers who largely gentrified our town's once-bohemian French Quarter and their non-stop complaints about things being too loud or too busy.
"I guess I've just become tired, catty, burnt out. Yes, I know the pub was there first. Yes, I knew pubs make noise. Yes, it's annoying me. But it's a nice area and the location is great. They just need to stop the yipping and yahooing at 6pm when I'm ready to unwind and relax," he added.
"Is that too much to ask?"
More to come.