How far away, the time of uncovered faces!
It's been almost a year since a bad pangolin deal, unless it's a bat or whatever, turned our lives upside down.
It was last winter: the planes landed, and the great whirlwind ceased.
Trips, cinemas, theaters, business meetings, family reunions, meals with friends, wiped out with a stroke of a pen from our empty agendas, do not seem about to register again.
Faced with the specter of "health pressure" and "hospital tension", in the words once again hammered yesterday by the Minister of Health, humanity is crouching and the government is preparing minds for new restrictions, which it fears , not without reason, bad acceptance.
Faced with the rumbling protests, we can hear the reprimands of epidemiologists: have men therefore become so futile that they are reduced to crying so loudly for the deprivation of distractions?
But now there are others -
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