Leaving Rubin

Walking home. I live at the end of this tunnel where the bright light is. Rubin, the student theater bar sometimes stays open until the wee hours. This was one of those nights. They have a piano down there and this evening a Czech student was playing piano when a young American broke out his trumpet and started playing. It was fantastic, almost magical; like hearing Chet Baker or Miles Davis. Some people get all the talent. Anyways it was so good that we stayed till the end