A recording under the roof from an old fishermans hut of corrugated steel in Makholma village harbor with a cold easterly wind blowing through and with the sad song of the last resting Whooper Swans ready to head away as the sea is freezing (Picture above).  As this is a recording comparable to binaural recordings (spaced omnidirectional microphones) as all my recordings, there's no use trying to listen without headphones.

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