[News-ish near the Tattoo Parlor]
[It happens sometime in the late morning, someone screaming as loud as they can for several minutes. It sounds, frankly, like someone is being tortured. Those in the area (or those with particularly good hearing) can likely track the sound to the second story of the tattoo parlor, where there is at least one apartment. One of the windows is open just an inch or two for the fresh air, and the sound seeps out to the street.
After those long minutes, the screaming stops. It's replaced (much harder to hear) by sobbing.]