Clap clap

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How does the song go: clap clap and they all went to heaven in a little row boat.  

There had been stories of hope from Northern Italy of folk singing or calling from their balconies.  Perhaps this was the inspiration, perhaps it was to assuage the communal guilt of the many relaxing in their sunny gardens while the few struggle in the hospital corridors.  

I did not join as volumously as I could have, but I did open my window, I did listen.

rate this: hurrah :: boo