Shadow stains the foreground enveloping a memory of what once was. But where shadows cast, so too must flicker the future, past, and present of what might be. What could be.
What should be is only realized through intrepid rose colored glasses where light may sprout amidst itching iniquity. On this day, the people of Sarajevo cast pink upon their city. Danas, ljudi iz Sarajevo šetali su zajedno kao jedno.