His voice is so strong we can hear him from afar, which gives me time to go and get some money and then lean over the railing of our third floor balcony and wait for him to appear. He eventually arrives and stands in front of our building singing excerpts from La Traviata. He has the most beautiful voice, and it's always a pleasure when he comes our way. It's wonderful being serenaded while leaning over the balcony.
Eventually, I will clap, he will look up, I will throw the money down, he will say thank you and he'll will be on his way. I hope he comes back soon.
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