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RUDY MOORE should be happy, shouldn't she? She's a Manhattan native with a stable job as an accountant, and rich parents who support her regardless of what she does. However, she doesn't want anything of the sort. She dreams of an independent life, full of making her own decisions and not living by the dictation of her family. Now residing in a Brooklyn apartment -being a full reflection of her personality- it's covered in artwork created by her own hand (not to mention countless portraits of the Beatles). Besides the creaky floorboards and yellow lighting, she doesn't have much to complain about. Well, except her neighbor. What a shock that his rowdy midnight guitar playing doesn't excite her. She's never acknowledged him, nor asked his name, and doesn't plan on it. Could an encounter while passing by him in the hallway change that?