The latter half of our walk took us through more of the residential areas of downtown Cincinnati, mainly. Reminded o the industrial but angelic soundscapes of The Redeemer, I gave it a listen. Here we saw large three story houses with shining white walls and historical placard-esque signs hung in front of them as if they were national park sites instead of mansions; detached garages were like islands separated by seas of concrete. An old building- hardly even a room wide hung isolated yet closely to a cluster of houses. A 2 ton steel beam was sticking out of the red brick building abruptly, its weight I could determine as it donned a sticker reading “TWO TON.”
Rain droplets accumulated in the air faint enough that the wind dispersed them into a nonexistent mist; an ethereal effect was created. We traversed a crosswalk armored with not one, rather two yield signs that went completely ignored by every driver running through the area.
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