In April, I could no longer go on ignoring the incessant sirens and horns and noise that comprises the streets of New York. It all became too much and I took to the safety of indoors, only to find that a fallow attempt at peace and quiet. I was going insane. The ringing from the outside world infiltrated the space between my ears and night after night, …
© 2025 Maggie Jones
Substack is the home for great culture