I don't even know Janet Cardiff and now we're walking together. But not side by side. This is scary and intimate, disturbing and enthralling. Crunch, crunch, crunch. We walk together past the stable.
Horses neigh loudly.
I spin around to see them. No horses, of course. Then there are sounds of people at a picnic table way over to my left, kids laughing in the distance. Somebody coughs loudly just behind my right ear. A fly buzzes around my head.