On that glorious morning we walked the streets of the city and ended up in front of the museum. They walked over to the National School of Ballet to change and came back after having a snack as well. The sun was high but yet they had the courage to continue. Cars passed between us as they were across the street from my camera. We could barely hear reach other and used hand signs to coordinate. It's a great memory of a priceless time for me.
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