A quiet street in Kashiwa, Japan. A September night in 2016. Crickets fill the dark — several kinds, layered and uneven, some sharp, some soft, a small chorus held together by the warmth still rising from the pavement. Far off, a car passes on a wider road, its hum swelling and thinning into nothing. The crickets return to themselves. A bicycle drifts by, unseen. Somewhere a window is open. The night breathes, and keeps breathing. BACK

Kashiwa at night

A quiet street in Kashiwa, Japan. September 2016, after dark. Crickets — several kinds, overlapping. The distant hum of a car, then nothing. The crickets again. A bicycle passes. The night settles.

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CC0 1.0 — recorded by RutgerMuller — https://freesound.org/s/361987/

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