From the day
Perspective: The Street Photographer · Sound
The slush of late March grinds under my boots, competing with the tinny echo of "Peg o’ My Heart" drifting from a nearby phonograph shop. I adjust the lens of my Graflex, capturing a newsboy shouting about the thousands left homeless by the Ohio floods; his wool cap is frayed, yet he grips a new **Erector Set** box with a hunger that says "deeds not words" in this rebuilding age. The air smells of wet wool and coal smoke as the city hums with the metallic click-clack of trolleys and the sharp snap of my shutter. Men in stiff collars hurry past, their faces tightened by the grim headlines, while the first glints of the new spring sun catch the brass buttons of a passing officer.