And then there are parts of town that don’t quite feel like New York at all.
I’m always looking for what elements are the disparate ones; what are the real culprits that make it feel different. Sometimes it’s scale; of buildings, of the street or space around the buildings. But sometimes it’s something more invisible. A certain type of window or siding. The way the garden is planted and decorated.
Every now and then you come upon a whole city block, and the little shops along its length sport cloth awnings all identical, and you have to look around to assure yourself you’re still in Brooklyn.
The church bells are all pre recorded these days. From far away they sound real enough, but sometimes the volume is up too loud, and if you’re nearby you can hear the distortion.
e daggar art: THE MUSEUM 
I didn’t know about pre-recorded church bells! It reads like science fiction.
Yes, it’s weird. I didn’t realize how prevalent these were, but it get’s extra noticeable during the holidays, when they start playing tunes, more complex sounds.