the most human of instruments

As I stepped off the escalator underground, I heard lone notes of Vivaldi echoing toward me and I wove with urgency through the mid-morning crowd to find him.

There was quite a crowd listening already. He caught and held my eyes with his. As my train clattered its arrival behind him, his violin transitioned and belted out the first notes of Le Pera and Gardel’s famous tango, Por Una Cabeza.

With grateful tears threatening my eyes again, I mouthed an emotional “thank you” as I crossed toward him on the platform. He smiled and bowed his head towards me as I relived dancing along the Seine.

Little daily miracles.

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