You've got the bare necessities: underwear, slippers, diapers. Some formalities and we'll get him in the ICU, the nurse in the back said, after having been there for a day. Silence. Near the window, with the mask on, I struggled to get out of the straps and I prayed: get me out of this hell. In a day, I got to my destination. Free, breathing spring with every pore, my face in full view, alongside all the others. Even about this situation, the opinions were split: many said that I was actually lying down the hall in some black plastic bag.
(Translated by Andra Daiana Păuna / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year I / Corrected by Silvia Petrescu, coordinator of the translations)
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