re:mote voices

And all these things sing constant, the machines and the sirens, the cars blurting hey and rumbling all headlong, the hoots and the shouts and the hums and the crackles, all come together and rouse like a choir, sinking and rising with the turn of the wind, the counter and solo, the harmony humming expecting more voices.

this is the first chapter of "If Nobody Speaks of Remarkable Things"
By Jon McGregor, and i struggled to reduced what i read to a single and reasonable quote. the whole first section brings a city to life with the description of sound. as the chapter progresses the characters are introduced and we are presented with just enough to get us hooked. damn. i want to know what happens next!