Trying2beVegan

A continuation of my post number 29.

Chapter Two.

The city soundscape of Las Vegas is one like many others apart from the lack of bird song. You have the constant hum of traffic from the distance, intermittent honking of angry drivers trying to get to their destination in frustration states. You have the voices of passers by telling their own stories to one another as they walk past. And the shouts at inanimate objects from those affected by excessive drink and drugs.

Jim had got very well used to zoning this background noise out by now in his life, passing though the city frequently he had learnt what sort of noises to key into and what to ignore like white noise. This made my life as a shadow easier than most, I didn’t have to suddenly turn round with him whenever he would hear any of the usual city noises. This is another reason I didn’t mind my day shifts with Jim. I told you a pretty average fellow who wasn’t hard to follow.