Shofar, sho good

There was a tremendous racket coming from the vicinity of the recycling bins. It was a freelance stray rabbi blowing the shofar (ram's horn) for all he was worth. He was heralding the Jewish New Year...it's 5772, in case you're wondering. The old lady on the left stood there and absorbed the vibes. Smiling, she turned to me and said "we need this". I crossed the road and downed a swift macchiato.
Hear the sound here