Street noise

You know when you are passing in your car through a very poor, dirty, smelly, depressing and narrow dark street that can only smell of misery… and the radio suddenly starts a fun upper of a sophisticated modern opera chant… the scene ahead of you suddenly takes on a different feel. You watch it through national geographic lenses.. you get less sad… it becomes passé, even exotic. More like a vintage-like hymn from a different century. You are not there. You are watching someone else watch it through a screen. I am not proud of this metamorphosis. It becomes a well directed modern video clip that will get applauded