Hand-holding. A tangible sign of affection.
A cultural sign of affection.

Mothers should always let their children play. Mothers should not allow children to wear wedgie-inducing shorts
Some hold on to the hands of their parents.
Others to the hand of what they worship.
And some to their passion (not necessarily their talent. I’m not the most qualified of music critics but I do know that if amongst your Italian lyrics you attempt to sing the phrase “Do you speak Engggglllliiiiishhhhh?” It’s not the most profound of songs, but this bottle-frontin’ guitar man was certainly passionate while he sang. That is not up for debate.)
Others may be forced into the holding of hands.
My eyes are immediately attracted when hands are clasped in another’s.
In prayer, in love, in protection, and in guidance. It’s a symbol of unity.
and, bonus, it’s also a effective technique when attempting to execute a unified jumping picture.
Really. Try it.
Ah, so you see you lifted off and landed at the same time?
Yeah, you’re welcome.


