Imagine being able to attend the fireworks display by stepping out onto the balcony... Well, only sort of... I'll interpret a bit for you...
I'm standing out on the porch listening to fireworks, which the neighbors all around are setting off. I can hear popping from up to three or four blocks away. The next door neighbor is playing a guitar, and there is unidentifiable music playing farther west.
Alexis eventually joins me on the balcony, joking that she should have brought a cat out. We marvel about all the popping sounds. A lady passes on the opposite side of the street, arguing with someone on her cell phone. Cars driving by can be heard. I comment about a stray dog with an unusual bark and the fact that each pop sounds different: some sound big and some sound small. I then begin immitating pops.
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