"Won't you have a mask ...?" Then comes a merciful smile, like that of someone looking at a child who has asked his parents for a space flight. And the cut: "Oops, what's up!". The scene (or similar) I have lived 11 times in four pharmacies in the center of Madrid. I made the first excursion when I opened my eyes, I admit it: March 9. It takes forever. The previous day (8-M), on a family birthday, we all laughed at the virus and the buzzers that alerted him.
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