train station musicians
And for that brief moment or two or three, everyone simply stopped, turned, listened, and appreciated the music and the passion behind it. And just as quickly as they became distracted, they soon became swept back into their accelerated rhythm, with simply a rush of the train. The flurry reemerges and each person separates, quickly losing that one connection. Division resurfaces and with that division is fear and prejudice.
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