The other week, I was going to work, and the car was decently crowded.
Across from me was this (little) (black) (boy), just sitting there next to a guy who I guess was his dad and just staring out into space, and for a while when we were going through downtown, he would repeat word-for-word in synch the pre-recorded subway announcements at each stop, with the name of the stop and the doors-opening-and-closing bits and the lists of intersecting lines, and it was just amazing, he had it all memorized.
Some (younger) (white) woman sitting next to him on the other side of his dad heard it, too, and it caused her to smile as well, and we caught each other's eyes and we both smiled to each other, it gave both of us a kick so much.
On the way home that night, someone hummed for a bit that one famous Pomp and Circumstance march, but I couldn't see who it was.
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