Tap Tap Tap!

At the Grand Central Terminal, every night musicians, artists and dancers entertains the pass-bys with their talents and skills.
Three days ago, it was a tap dancer. He danced a long with high-speed famous classic music songs. His tap was sharp and fast. It was as if I were hearing a secretary crazily punching her typewriter. Tatata tatatatata. I wish I could have written down the rhythm and beat. More than anything else, the tap dancer was releasing the powerful energy that heated every audience. Outside was 26 F, but he was in sweat.

Businessman, children and stood in awe, kept moving their eye balls up and down and right to left.

That show was definitely worth good amount of money. I felt uncomfortable not being able to donate money to them, but also felt lucky to have had a chance to hear this astounding performance at the subway station in NY.