The Observer - Featured Article - June 7, 2018
Ambient sound propels you through New York City. The persistent, daily thrum of so much noise quickly becomes background music—even inaudible, with our brains tricking us into drowning it out. On a recent morning in City Hall Park, one could identify a number of things contributing to the clamor: a jackhammer, the downshift of a truck’s gears, crying babies, the cascade of the park’s fountain. And then overtaking it all, something rarely heard in the cacophony of the city: the usually quiet murmurs of human breathing.