While we still want to believe that the coronavirus is just a bad flu, Vera, a labor law lawyer, arrives in Paris.
On the radio, the voice of Édouard Philippe assures that “we are a joyful people, happy to live together”, but regrets the presence of “too many people in cafes and restaurants”.
He announces “the closure, as of midnight this evening, of all places open to the public not essential to life”.
In this unprecedented context, the young woman meets Sam, a neighborhood neighbor with irresistible humor.
They get to know each other by asking themselves if they respect barrier gestures and health distances, in a world where toilet paper is in short supply in supermarkets and where wearing pants is not obligatory in videoconferencing.
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