He stepped into the subway with his partner and a stereo under the eyes of tourists and Parisians coming back from the airport. The way we all looked at them was something in between indifference
and concern, maybe thinking : “will they bother us ?”
But as soon as they started singing melodic rap in Romanian, probably home made, all the faces changed. Smiles arose, eyes began to sparkle, and some laughs broke in the train when he danced and
interacted with us in a funny and gentle way.
The music was good, the sun was shining, there was something in the air that made us feel home. A home full of diversity and surprises. At the end we all applauded before he wished us lots