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Oh, how thin the walls are for Dolores; every wall just seemed so thin to her. Through these walls, she can hear her tio bruno every night scurrying through the Casa, talking to the rats and getting food from the kitchen. She knows she can just make the room silent but... sometimes it's just too quiet compared to her day, so she just lays there listening to the sounds of the Casa soothing her with the background of the ever so quiet but never that quiet town. She'll soon be lulled to sleep some time that night by all the sounds that usually keep her awake.