Hoy todo parece habitual así, incluso en el suelo del andén podemos ver las marcas pegadas en rojo, donde nos indican en qué posición nos tenemos que poner para esperar el vagón del Metro, y a qué distancia debemos estar los unos de los otros. Esa famoso "distancia social" que antes ni nos sonaba.
At some point we will remember the use of the mask as something of the past, we do not know when but that day will come. And we will find it curious to see old images of people using the mouth cover in all possible ways. Logically when talking in closed places especially.
We will see the loneliness of these months, many months, and the gestures that we have had to internalize.
Today everything seems normal like this, even on the floor of the platform we can see the marks stuck in red, where they tell us in what position we have to get to wait for the Metro car, and how far we should be from each other.
That famous "social distance" that we didn't even know before.