Avenue.

Walked through the avenue as if no one was there. She was blind to the staggering amount of people trampling over the asphalt, and she could only imagine what the actual noise was. Trapped in her own bubble of colors and imagination, in which no world was real but hers, kept on walking until the bubble popped. And as it shattered, both the avenue and the bubble dissolved, leaving nothing behind but her mind wondering through the streets of New York.