On the day that Brazil exceeded 100 thousand deaths and the three million infected with the new coronavirus, a group of teenagers from the condominium where I live held a party. Fortunately they knew how to fit properly: they chose the playground. There were even those who remembered to take the dog, the same cannot be said about masks. Not one.
With a thousand and one ways to get serious and credible information, not to get carried away in miraculous speeches and speeches of miraculous cures or populist and silly denials, even so, those teenagers will be, at the end of the day, who will have the least fault there been.
