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Busker in Bangkok

Near the foot of the escalator of a Bangkok train station, a man plays his flute. His music rises above the din of the morning traffic, a welcome respite from the hustle and bustle of a city rushing off to work on its early morning commute.

He sits on a chair and plays music, his stage the sidewalk, his audience the whole world.

Admission is free, but if you’re gracious enough, you are welcome to share your bounty in a canister that he places strategically in front of him.

He plays a haunting melody, and when someone drops a baht or two in his makeshift box office, he acknowledges the kindness with a bow.

The city is busy, and on its way somewhere. But briefly, it stops and listens and lets the notes heal its weary soul.

The busker is blessed, the city consecrated.

A bow for a baht from a busker in Bangkok.

A bow for a baht from a busker in Bangkok.

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