Piano #25: Roosevelt Island. This man let me play right after he finished up his song -- I'm not sure how long he'd been there before I got there, but he could sense that I was ready to play. When I played, a black and orange butterfly landed on the piano, and that made me very happy. After I finished playing, this man and I compared notes on our piano experiences. He had played 20 pianos and told me which pianos were a little funky or great in Staten Island and Brooklyn, and I told him my appreciation for the Jackie Robinson Recreation Center. We both raved about the baby grand at Rubenstein Atrium! |
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