On the metro ride from the airport into Helsinki, an old man sat beside me, serenely reading from an antique, voluminous book. He occasionally raised his pointer finger and waved it back and forth in a rhythmic movement.
Looking over to see what he was reading, I noticed both pages were filled with music scores for various instruments. He wasn't just reading—he was listening to a symphony on paper.
What a gift this must be, for markings on a page to ignite sounds in your brain. In an instant, this shabbily dressed individual transformed into an all-knowing maestro, directing the orchestra in his mind.
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