Two and a half years ago, I went to New York City, and one of the most striking memories I gained from that trip was seeing a homeless man playing "America The Beautiful" at the World Trade Center site. He had a long white beard, and he donned a bright red, thick windbreaker to shelter his somewhat fragile body from the cold autumn wind.
I recently returned to New York City last weekend, and found the exact same man (pictured above) filling the area around the Washington Museum on Wall Street with raw notes from "Battle Hymn of the Republic". Kind of a surreal experience anyway, but made even more surreal by the fact that I saw him twice, in a different spot, many moons later.
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