I had the opportunity to go to a Broadway show, quite a while back. I couldn’t guess how nice it was in that theatre. It was like someone had opened up the doors windows and even the skylights and allowed the fresh air to come inside. Now, Broadway is in NY City, so every one of us all suppose that fresh air is not a commodity. Someone must have taken a lot of time to put in the best Heating, Ventilation, and A/C proposal available. They had to have added an air purification proposal and a dehumidification system. I couldn’t guess that in a theatre that held thousands of people, and a bunch of sweaty dancers and actors, with an unbelievable amount of makeup and perfumes throughout, could have fresh air. There were no odors somewhere. The air quality was impeccable. I wanted to stay there and just relax, long after the show had ended. I sat there and I had someone ask myself and others if I was okay, because the theatre was almost empty. The gentleman asked myself and others if I was, and I must have looked like a lunatic because all I could do was smile. I told him that I was just enjoying the atmosphere. He began to laugh and he sat down next to me. Every one of us began to talk about the age of the theatre and how lovely it was. It wasn’t until long after I left that I realized the guy I was talking to was the star of the show. I don’t remember who he was, but I have always remembered how superb the air quality was.