dancing boy
Last time it was sailboats that caught my eye, today, its a child, dancing freely to music, otherwise ignored. Have I gone soft? sailboats and dancing children?! what the hell is the matter with me?
There on the street, waiting for a bus, next to a bench and a stoopway, encrusted with an urchin, who had with him his piano, such as it was: a battery operated keyboard. He played those keys with all the vigor of one of the old-time movie pianomen. Passersby were merely that, but the boy - he must have been seven years old - he stopped at the sound, and he danced! Right there on the street, a dancing child. The best tip there is.
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