It’s corona time. Nothing nice for anyone. At least we are happy to have a movable house. We left the city full of virus trouble towards the woods just outside of town. We feel safe here and are free to move within family limits. It feels like our little springtime corona paradise. But on the other hand our minds are troubled. All jobs are cancelled, or worse: not even requested. No new productions can be done on our own behalf. And our freelancers retirement bonds are almost all gone with the strong winds in the stock market. What a troubled...
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