Author: TscTempest
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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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Day Eighty of Lockdown
Another milestone passes: This almost one year old pup (apparently, according to the Vet, he’s 4 years old…) is despondent, it wants to go out but it cannot; concrete and steel in the daylight; The grass grows tall around the fire hydrant; Looking around the compound there is detritus everywhere; Steel that was good for…
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Day Eighteen, Month Three
Today is another PCR test day: One of compound staff sweeps the leaves from the roadway; A Test station is ready, is 6:40-is in the morning; Some residents do their morning; The mobile testing station is set up in another part of the compound; The test station near my building; Some delicate fungi grow in…
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Day Seventeen, Month Three
Yesterday’s respite has been replaced with todays sense of numbness. Limbo, or Purgatory… Awaiting Godot? Well… for something to change. My Testing station has a new test tube rack; Toby reminds me, “kinda…” of Francis from, “Cooking with Dog;” Toby makes friends with Mr. Duo Sin (I think that’s his name); I finally got the…
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Day Sixteen, Month Three
FREEDOM! [bullsh*t, bullsh*t, bullsh*t…] No! Today? One Family member is allowed to leave the compound, for up to 6 hours, and on return, not go out again. One exit, one entry, one per family, end of story. In the morning, the rotunda and it’s covered gallery’s are deserted; At midday people charge the gate; I…
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Day Fifteen, Month Three
It’s Yesterday Once More. (I forgot to post…) This is our last day before a limited and restricted opening up to allow us into the local district. A mother and child sit on a skateboard; The dog is checking its Pee-Mail; Using a bike to carry incoming goods; Volunteers patrol the compound; Jiaozi, being boiled;…
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Day Fourteen, Month Three
I feel like I’m in Limbo. There is no news about when we will progress from compound confinement to district access. A mother and daughter take a morning walk; The hairdresser moves from building to building, providing haircuts; Her tools of trade; A government food delivery arrives, does this mean that we are going to…
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Day Thirteen, Month Three
Well, today is the last day of the five day control. My block is on the afternoon shift but I take the dog out for his morning needs all the same. Eastern Plaza is now open, some people exercise, I see a woman doing tai chi… she’s quite skilled; heading towards the Western Plaza I…