Sponsored.    Our old fridge came with the apartment. It wasn’t anything special, it just went along, doing it’s job. Until one day when it started to hum.   I don’t mean that it was making a little noise, like most electronics do from time to time, I mean a monotonous, mind-poking hum that wouldn’t let you sleep, or think when you’re nearby.   Until we found time to go and pick out a new one, I had resorted to some foam earplugs, which blocked  ...