Memories of those lean years came back to my mind as I read your story. The queues, going home without some desired and necessary things, the hope that the next day you would be able to. You narrated it in a very touching way.
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Venezuelans experienced the pandemic in the same way, but also differently from the rest of the world. We already had a mastery of shortages, of empty shelves, but we were not prepared for the lack of affection, the loneliness of homes. A hug, my friend. Greetings