The faint sound of hits from the '80s over the hiss of compressors. A single swallow twitters overhead; Sparrows scatter in a cloud. The twittering increases at the church Where the swallows stay alight circling as other birds of all sorts perch along roofline and steeple. Crashes, a trash truck beeps as it reverses Then roars into gear. The sparrows chat, the sparrows scatter, Traffic passes.