7 in the evening. Waiting for my train. Tired. A note hits my ear. Saxophone. Smooth and silky voice of the instrument turning into a gossamer of beauty. I close my eyes. The notes are complex yet intricate. Like thousands of cogs and gears keeping time in a watch. I am relaxed. The train moving in the tunnel creating a gust of wind. Eyes closed, hair flowing in the wind and the Jazz. A perfect moment. I am uplifted. Train doors open, I grab a seat and smile. This city is magic!
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