text_original: We were standing at the corner of a narrow street, a pretty dark and deserted one it seemed. Pollie turned to make enquiries of some passer by. A man came towards us. " Can you tell me which is Rosemary Street ? " she said.
text_transcription: WE WERE STANDING AT THE CORNER OF A NARROW STREET A PRETTY DARK AND DESERTED ONE IT SEEMED POLLY TURNED TO MAKE INQUIRIES OF SOME PASSER BY A MAN CAME TOWARDS US CAN YOU TELL ME WHICH IS ROSEMARY STREET SHE SAID
phonemes: wiː wɜː stˈændɪŋ æt ðə kˈɔːɹnɚɹ əvə nˈæɹoʊ stɹˈiːt, ɐ pɹˈɪɾi dˈɑːɹk ænd dᵻzˈɜːɾᵻd wˈʌn ɪt sˈiːmd. pˈɑːli tˈɜːnd tə mˌeɪk ɛŋkwˈaɪɚɹiz ʌv sˌʌm pˈæsɚ bˈaɪ. ɐ mˈæn kˈeɪm təwˈɔːɹdz ˌʌs. " kæn juː tˈɛl mˌiː wˌɪtʃ ɪz ɹˈoʊzmɚɹi stɹˈiːt ? " ʃiː sˈɛd.