From the day
Perspective: The Street Photographer · Sound
The roar of the Union League cheering for Secretary Taft rattles my viewfinder, nearly drowning out a newsboy whistling "Meet Me in St. Louis, Louis." I duck into a corner shop to avoid the political ruckus, the air thick with the scent of fresh ink from the latest runs of the **offset printing press**. It’s truly capital to find a quiet moment, watching a weary clerk tinker with a glowing **vacuum diode tube** while I steep one of those new silken **teabags** in my cup. Outside, the grit of October shifts as a gentleman in a wool frock coat adjusts his spectacles, looking fit as a fiddle against the gray Manhattan stone.