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by Adriane Thrash
Saturday morning, it’s 70 degrees as the sun moves up. Cackling seagulls fly overhead, and the smell of clean laundry comes from a next-door balcony. Three weeks after the first COVID case was diagnosed here, the surreal pace of life under semi-quarantine continues. The constant ticker-tape of numbers rolls along: number of new cases, number of intubations, number of deaths. Our viral ‘market-watch’ runs the gamut from the extraordinary to the mundane: respirators, anti-viral drugs, gowns-masks-and-gloves, acetominophen, mouthwash, alcohol and toilet paper. Continue reading “What one European country may have done right.”
Katherine Reilly 