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Day Eighty Two of Lockdown

The rain has the nurses undercover at the South Gate Rotunda, the line is several households long; A volunteer checks each household off a register; This volunteer calls the residents to join the line; More volunteers supervise the testing at the rotunda; Two little girls greet each other in the line; This man walks smartly […]

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Brunch.

Smoked Pork Luncheon, with Steam-fried Eggs on toast, and pan seared Vine Cherry Tomatoes, seasoned with Sea Salt and Cracked Black Pepper.

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Day Eighty One of Lockdown

[Yesterday, again…] Today caught me by surprise, I was not ready for it: I was still in “Thursday” mode.Some pPeople exchange a few words in the compound; This morning there are few people around; Toby does, The Shake; A sudden knock on the door, without notice, we are being let out this afternoon – how […]

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