Friday, December 28, 2012

Dance it out

Today, on the corner in Chinatown where my ears are often assaulted by the paranoid ranting of one our more creative DC-area hate groups, there was a single person, armed with a laptop connected to an amplifier, blaring dance hall tunes.

Dancing with abandon.

Some people stopped, watched, laughed. Others passed by, head down.

I did some mix of the two, and smiled.

I don't know who you are. Keep dancing, please.

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