Chambers Street                                        -      N      - 
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Wind whispers through the tall trees rustling the leaves before winding
its way carrying the soft sound of the far off ocean.  Off to the west is a
small side road where residents can be heard chatting with each other in the
front of their homes.  Standing under the shade of the oak trees, there is
the quiet plunk of acorns falling from the tall tree and striking an unwary
passerby or the hard cobblestone sidewalk.  
     A large acorn lies here in the dust.
     A tall moon oak rises here proudly, leaves rustling softly in the wind.