And to think that there was a time when we lived without "barrier gestures" or "social distancing"!
A time when grandparents had the right to kiss their grandchildren.
A time when, in a happy neck and neck, we could meet up with friends, after the theater, at the bistro or at the restaurant.
A time when the spectacle of a hug in a film, that of a handshake in a series did not yet make us jump.
A time when this damn piece of fabric did not constantly interpose itself between us and the world.
A time when we lived (almost) in freedom.
This time, after all, is not that far away.
Just one year, this Saturday, since the closure of cinemas and restaurants announced between dog and wolf by Édouard Philippe on the eve of surreal elections.
And, on Monday,
"We are at war"
, Emmanuel Macron who confines the country without uttering the word ...
Only a year, but it sometimes seems, by a strange side effect of which the virus is customary, that of this
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