STATION OF the SUBWAY Age late of the night when it leaves the theater in the center of So Paulo after to attend a primorosa part. I arrived at the Station If of the Subway accurately fifteen minutes for the half night, I perceived the different, absent atmosphere of fidget. It would be the night calmness, passveis of sensations many unobserved times? Would be the day the storm, tumultuated for an indifferent, enslaved society of the time? Without the tumult, common in the peak schedules, the station of the subway becomes attractive the eyes, the colorful walls sobressaem in that vast space, fellow creature to palco. had a piano there. It was I descend the rolling stairs when I heard the sound, the principle, I found odd the melody, then, I perceived that the sound came of a piano, displayed in a mezzanine. The users could enchant with the instrument, touching freely some notes to alliviate the tensions that generally, the proper station he provided. The man touched the piano and balanced the head as if he was expert in the art, he exempts of critical, applauses or public, almost null at the moment, therefore late of the night the trauseantes had haste in arriving in its residences. Hearing that sound, the desire appeared to repeat the gesture of that man, even so never has touched a piano in the life. Perhaps it returned to the place and it produced some sound, at time of calmness, never of storm.