Sometimes you’re just walking here and there, and at once a miracle happens. Not a big miracle. But a tiny one, you would like to happen again and again.
I met this guy on Despota Stefana boulevard. No: first i heard him. I heard his trumpet playing amzingly the Godfather’s theme. So smoothly. With so much emotion in it.
I didn’t manage to record him. It was already over, and maybe it’s better like this. Record a miracle? Come on. I just managed to catch a bit of his music a few seconds later. He was already playing someting else. And his Godfather theme will forever remain untouched, impossible to replay.