text_original: She was treading the loose board walk of the great and vile construction camp. She might draw back from leer and touch, but none the less was she there, a piece of this dark, bold, obscure life.
text_transcription: SHE WAS TREADING THE LOOSE BOARD WALK OF THE GREAT AND VILE CONSTRUCTION CAMP SHE MIGHT DRAW BACK FROM LEER AND TOUCH BUT NONE THE LESS WAS SHE THERE A PIECE OF THIS DARK BOLD OBSCURE LIFE
phonemes: ʃiː wʌz tɹˈɛdɪŋ ðə lˈuːs bˈɔːɹd wˈɔːk ʌvðə ɡɹˈeɪt ænd vˈaɪl kənstɹˈʌkʃən kˈæmp. ʃiː mˌaɪt dɹˈɔː bˈæk fɹʌm lˈɪɹ ænd tˈʌtʃ, bˌʌt nˈʌn ðə lˈɛs wʌz ʃiː ðˈɛɹ, ɐ pˈiːs ʌv ðɪs dˈɑːɹk, bˈoʊld, əbskjˈʊɹ lˈaɪf.