We look towards the towering buildings.
The lights continue to dance.

Each formation takes a different shape.

Some are ballet dancers, pirouetting in and out of slamming shadows shaped like doors.

Others are flashing and fluttering on and off so quickly, it’s easy to miss the changing of colors.

Snow flakes flutter into our visage.
Falling slowly, they too begin to spiral. They collide together, suddenly becoming a solid body and, circling their way into an endless cyclone.

The luminous light show and pure flakes dancing continues while the live music reverberates off the 20 story buildings.
The crowds gather around as we all silently watch the NYC dancing light show.
For once, in this concrete jungle, all are standing still.

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