No matter where in the apartment I am, if I sit very still, I hear a siren.
Over the 18 days I’ve spent in quarantine here, they’ve grown more frequent. I’m about five minutes’ walk away from Broadway in North Brooklyn, one of the busier streets in the area. Before all this, if you were paying attention, you’d notice a siren maybe every 30 to 45 minutes.
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