Walk on, folks! Walk on!

A nice holiday again.

It was the day we were heading towards a glorious summer like the ones we had in the last few years. It was the day that most of the people were busy to make plans for spending their useless time. It was also the day when they were going boat trips, driving Skylines, messing in love affairs, fucking girls, watching AVs, clubbing in LKF or shopping in Langham like crazy. But there exists some people, who have decided to do things a bit differently. They chose to walk through the land of darkness and despair. They walked forth with knowledge that their efforts may well be in vain, despite what others might think, that no one would sing silver songs for them. Yet they walked still, with their heads holding up high. No matter how bitter the day might seem, neither rain, nor storm, nor extreme heat can truly keep them from walking, like no others, with hope and love in their hearts.

They sang the sweet silver songs themselves.

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“When you walk through a storm
hold your head up high
And don’t be afraid of the dark.
At the end of a storm is a golden sky
And the sweet silver song of a lark.
Walk on through the wing,
Walk on through the rain,
Tho’ your dreams be tossed and blown.
Walk on, walk on with hope in your heart
And you’ll never walk alone,
You’ll never, ever walk alone.
Walk on, walk on with hope in your heart
And you’ll never walk alone,
You’ll never, ever walk alone.”
-- R. Rodgers and O. Hammerstein II, Musical Carousel, 1956