Almost as loud as Ellwood and Jake's contraption, these speakers were blaring out something in Yiddish. I tried to ask the driver, who was not Jewish, about it, but we could barely hear each other over the noise. All I could understand is that someone is paying him to slowly drive around the neighborhood, blasting this message, whatever it is, to everyone within earshot.
Day 59
The Bluesmobile
February 27th, 2012
