By Gina Lin The sound comes first—the young American college student yells at the person sitting across her, in attempt to refute his argument in their “debate.” Their words tumble over each other, sharp, fast, incomprehensible. The sound is loud enough to drown out the meaning. I reach to turn down my volume of the TikTok. In my apartment, it’s quiet. The sort of quiet that almost has texture, like the air holding its breath. Outside my window, the lights of Shanghai blink in coded Morse—millions of lives moving at once, each operating at their own private volumes. The autumn … Continue reading Between Frequencies