After many days I left home to bring the portfolios to my daughter's school with the assignments sent online.
It is disturbing to see how the busiest avenues and streets of the Venezuelan capital have become an illusion of a city that managed with stress and chaos at any time.
Few people can be seen walking along certain streets, the vast majority wear surgical masks and other makeshift ones made of cloth.
On the main highways the traffic to which we were accustomed is absent, and which forced us to spend endless hours in queues, at this moment on a walk to transit any place where automobile traffic is allowed.
Time stood still, diverting our lives to a time still unknown, moving our lives to be isolated, feeling that the weeks have become months living confined at home.
We live in a country where it is a luxury to obtain part of our wealth.
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