When the
storm snow
disappears from the streets of Madrid we will continue in the midst of a
wild pandemic
with a still doubtful horizon.
In one year the world has turned around for two generations convinced that they had already seen it all.
We are still ice skating after a week and for several days we have returned in the city and surroundings to the enclosure of the four walls, where life is getting smaller and you think with nostalgia in the mornings in which to live was to walk aimlessly
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