MAN WITH THE FLUTE

That morning, on the way to wherever, there was this man with a flute, he was sitting underneath the shadow of a building, right in the middle of the sidewalk playing known tunes in his wooden intrument.
They were just passing by but the music sounded so loud that anyone on that street could listen to him, "almost enchanting" - said sadboy - who walked slower to have more time to listen to this magical sound.
Sadgirl continue talking about what they had to do that day, and he agreed.
"We need to take that bus" - she said - pulling him gently by the arm, they tried to run up to the bus stop but the bus was to quick and the music to good that they didn`t make it, the bus stoped at the corner and few people got in, then it ran away thinking it could cross before the light turned red but it was wrong, it crashed just as it began to move.
They decided to take the bus in other place.
There he was, still playing his tunes on the same corner, under the same shadow almost as he live just for that, sadboy thought that he didnt know how to thank that great blind man.