A semi dark room, the piano plays smooth jazz, it’s edges are entertained with silver leaflets. The cigarette smoke encircles the air. In the background are the scuffs and gentle taps on the stage of the Bass and Drums. A harmonica is heard off in the distance as from a slightly open window a train’s reflectors cast shows on the narrow wall behind them. They were free to think and feel. Some to wallow in their drinks, Others to enjoy the simple times.