Yes. She could dance. I loved watching her. She would revel in the music. She would move so smoothly. In Toronto one night. A busker was strumming away and singing...and we stopped and listened and she began to dance. More folks stopped....and more coins found their way into his guitar case. I emptied my pockets too. She was a wonderful sight. I miss her....
Saturday, October 6, 2012
...and she could dance....
Yes. She could dance. I loved watching her. She would revel in the music. She would move so smoothly. In Toronto one night. A busker was strumming away and singing...and we stopped and listened and she began to dance. More folks stopped....and more coins found their way into his guitar case. I emptied my pockets too. She was a wonderful sight. I miss her....
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