
Meghan
Jan 191 min read
Silent Broadcasting
We were at a breakfast restaurant with family yesterday morning. A man walked in, either on shift or just finishing (not sure of his job title, to be honest). He had a radio of some sort that would blip with static and muffled voices from time to time, but were no match for the rumblings of animated, coffee-fueled, early morning chatter. At one point, though, a low consistent hum was emitted that completely cut all other noise. And all eyes darted to the man who apologized an



















