Even convinced that coquetry is one of the last refuges of civilization, I refuse to wear one of those masks made of different fabrics and various designs that proliferate as an alternative pandemic business.
There are certainly elegant ones, even some women have turned them into
seductive
props
like in the mask game of the Venice carnival, but I remain faithful to surgical masks. Of ugly greenish blue and somewhat faded, they
underline the exceptional nature of the moment
,
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