Sound Walk

Due to the lack of timing, I walked around the streets of East New York on a very rainy Saturday. On Pennsylvania Ave I hear cars driving past, tires squeaking as cars stopped, horns honking and I heard a door being slammed shut as a family walked out the car. I heard tramples through water as someone walked past me, and I heard a group of voices speaking at a nearby stoop. I tried to focus on less vivid sounds, and I realized that the rain was slamming on the car windows pretty loudly. I walked inside a store and the door made a squeak as it opened and close. Bachata music – I heard tambourines, piano keys, and perhaps a maraca, with -- was playing from a distance, perhaps from the back of the store, and I heard change clank on the counter, and then a scratching sound when. I assume, the store clerk dragged the change away. I grabbed a bag of potato chips and the rustle of the chips were actually from several bags of chips, rather than the assumed one bag that I’d grab. Grabbing one bag of chips creating something of a ripple effect of sound, since all the potato chips were so close together. I heard the bus engines and the breaks as the tires splashed water on the concrete, and those sounds were similar to the trampling foot steps I heard earlier, but much louder, and it was combating the sound of the bus’ loud engine and windshield wiper.

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