It’s called MUSIC !
Paris. Boulevard Saint Michel at the fountain. Walked into the Metro. Down the tunnel hear some music. Good rock blues. Reach a tunnel intersection and two guys are playing in an improvised stage. Guitar, drumbox, microphones. A crowd of 20 listening. And coins tossed into an open guitar case.
After a few songs, two guys come to their stage to find the strangers already using it… They don’t know them.
The miracle of life. The two guys join. One on the clarinet. The other on guitar and percussion and a monster ball of jazz rock starts. And the people pile up in the tunnels at the beat of the spontaneous jam.