Big big city,
Small small room,
Long long day to work,
Short short night to sleep,
Here erects the brightest skyscraper,
Here hides the darkest shadow,
Here dwells the highest ambition,
Here grows the deepest sorrow,
No other choice, but to die or to thrive,
or, to die in order to thrive.
While she, SH, winkles her eyes so innocently,
and say to us, you are welcome.