Pointed sticks fall in Boston, and the philosopher had already warned that the rain would force to relocate the interview that was going to be held in the garden of his house, avoiding closed spaces as a precaution against the coronavirus.
With the teacher's morning occupied by virtual classes, the burden of the search for an alternative, exterior but covered place falls on the journalist, who can think of nothing better than to summon Michael J. Sandel (Minneapolis, 1953) in the soulless concrete bench under the rotund ramp that Le Corbusier devised for the only building he designed in North America ...
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