Sunday, July 21, 1918

From the day

Perspective: The Street Photographer · Sound

The July sun bakes the cobblestones, and my camera captures the sweat on a newsie’s brow as he shouts about the *San Diego* sinking beneath the waves. The air is thick with the smell of horse manure and the distant, tinny melody of "Till We Meet Again" drifting from a high window. I duck into the corner bakery, fishing for exactly $0.06 to buy a loaf before the price climbs again, ignoring the suffragette nearby shouting "votes for women" to a crowd of men in stiff linen collars. The city hums with the frantic click-clack of Typewriter and tire, a restless rhythm of a world at war.

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The Headlines

SAN DIEGO'S LOSS STILL UNEXPLAINED; 1,183 REACH PORT; Captain Christy, in Command, Believes She Was Victim of a U-Boat. EVIDENCE AGAINST THEORY Neither Wake of Torpedo Nor Periscope Was Seen--Facts Against Mine, Too. FEW LIVES LOST WITH SHIP Men Cheered Captain, Last to Jump from Ship, and Sang National Anthem as She Disappeared. Captain Christy's Reasons. SAN DIEGO'S LOSS STILL UNEXPLAINED No Torpedo Wake Seen. Sang National Anthem.

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Tech Check

Superheterodyne Radio Receiver, Enigma Machine (Early Version) & Hydraulic Brakes.

Cost of Living (1910)