And so, they lifted the lockdown. It was official. No more -give them the bad news in 15 day slots-. This was final, definitive. Apparently, the curve had flattened in stark contrast to his stomach.

It-s like a war had ended, with no obvious visible collateral damage—no bombs, lifeless bodies, destroyed buildings, shrapnel, dying embers. No enemy who-d been forced to retreat, or been soundly defeated. Sure, this had been a pandemic, but its sway didn-t seem plague-like.