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“And so one day the world was filled with the dire promise of a viral apocalypse and suddenly the borders that were defended by wars were broken with droplets of saliva, there was equity in the contagion that was distributed equally to the rich and poor, the powers who felt infallible saw how you can fall before a kiss, before a hug.
And we realized what was and was not important, and then a nurse became more indispensable than a footballer, and a hospital became more urgent than a missile. Lights were turned off in stadiums, concerts stopped filming for movies, masses and mass gatherings and then in the world there was time for reflection alone, and to wait at home for everyone to arrive and to meet in front of bonfires, tables, rocking chairs, hammocks and tell stories that were almost forgotten.
Three droplets of snot in the air, has put us to take care of our elderly, to value science above the economy, has told us that not only the homeless bring pests, that our pyramid of values was inverted, that life always It was first and that the other things were accessories.
There is no safe place, we all fit in everyone’s mind and we begin to wish the neighbor good, we need him to stay safe, we need him not to get sick, to live long, to be happy and together with a paranoia boiled in disinfectant we realize that if I have water and the one from beyond does not, my life is at risk.
We returned to being a village, solidarity is tinged with fear and at the risk of losing ourselves in isolation, there is only one alternative: to be better together.
If everything works out, everything will change forever. The looks will be our greeting and we will reserve the kiss only for those who already have our hearts, when all the maps are stained red with the presence of the one who crowns, the borders will not be necessary and the transit of those who come to give hope will be well received under Any language and under any skin color will cease to matter if I did not understand your way of life, if your faith was not mine, it will be enough for me to encourage you to reach out when no one else wants to.
It may be, it is only a possibility, that this virus makes us more human and from a terrible flood a new pact emerges, with an olive branch from where to start from scratch. “
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