As I walked in, all I saw were cameras pointed up, and a mass of people. Going in further, I heard voices singing, saw people sitting in rows of chairs along the center of the Pantheon. Noise of tour groups, frustrated kids, and camera clicks dominate. Feet shuffle past me. Another wave has come in. But the singers, dressed in strangely normal, uncoordinated clothes, rise above this. This is the perfect place for sound to resonate. Flash again. I try to tune out the extraneous, can I hear the altos? Is this a service? Do normal people get to come and sit in the seats? Who are the singers?
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