It’s like a dream: you are walking through a park in Brooklyn, and suddenly you happen upon a fully tuned, wildly decorated baby grand piano, waiting for you to play. You sit down, and tickle the keys. You play on. Nobody asks for money. Nobody calls the cops. Like a gift, it’s there for you to simply play, whether you’re a three year old playing “Twinkle Twinkle” or a concert quality, boogie woogie jazz artist. And that’s just what’s happening in twenty one locations, from East New York to Bay Ridge to Prospect Park to Fort Greene to Williamsburg and Bushwick.
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