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A Secret Between Friends

A Secret Between Friends


Today, I had the great pleasure to sit next to
One of my oldest friends
on the bus
actually he is in his Seventies  
 
a gentleman
I've had the pleasure to know
for many years
he once shared with me
that hidden deep within his wallet there's a concert ticket of the Beatles
a concert he went to
in Rome in 1975

he showed it to me 
in the middle of a shop once 
I was truly humbled 
It almost brought tears to my eyes
 
I mean how cool is that?
A ticket that's more than forty five years old still intact and of a concert of the Beatles? 
 
we are very good friends
we talk about everything
from politics and music, to the weather 
 
but even after all these years...
 
I still don't know his name.

 

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Rory McGinlay

It's a conversational tone. I find that curious. Any particular reason why?

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Shirley Harrison

Just an old man I adore, and feel very humbled to know considering I am 2000 miles away from home, the people we meet are simply meant to be in someway part of our journey. 🌹 His name is Luciano by the way. He used to play in piano bars, a true signore. 🌹 

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