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As I was walking down the street, I met this boy who was practising his trumpet in the front porch.
He was very passionate about his place in the local band, he told me. And kept going about his business.
He sounded nice, looked cool and was having a blast under the late afternoon sun. I loved it.
His father, however, was singing a different tune, from deep inside the house.
"Stop that bloody noise!"
Boy did not obey.

Régua, Portugal.

Thoughts? Feel free to share.
Thanks so much!

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©2013 Miguel Santos | share as is, other use prohibited without permission

On a funnier note, here's a player
...with a different tune...
[link] by ~planetzog

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Description
As I was walking down the street, I met this boy who was practising his trumpet in the front porch.
He was very passionate about his place in the local band, he told me. And kept going about his business.
He sounded nice, looked cool and was having a blast under the late afternoon sun. I loved it.
His father, however, was singing a different tune, from deep inside the house.
"Stop that bloody noise!"
Boy did not obey.

Régua, Portugal.

Thoughts? Feel free to share.
Thanks so much!

________________________________________________________________
©2013 Miguel Santos | share as is, other use prohibited without permission

On a funnier note, here's a player
...with a different tune...
[link] by ~planetzog

Support #dALinkSystem