[Calm down, it’s satire.]
She slowly slipped her mask down and removed her gloves.
Then lowered her second mask.
That was as far as they would go this time…
The other three layers would have to wait, though the temptation to tear them off made both of them ache with longing. Or maybe the aches were from Long Covid? It was hard to tell.
Already a subscriber? Log in
Subscribe for just $2 a week
Try a month of The Spectator Australia absolutely free and without commitment. Not only that but – if you choose to continue – you’ll pay just $2 a week for your first year.
- Unlimited access to spectator.com.au and app
- The weekly edition on the Spectator Australia app
- Spectator podcasts and newsletters
- Full access to spectator.co.uk
Or
Comments
Don't miss out
Join the conversation with other Spectator Australia readers. Subscribe to leave a comment.
SUBSCRIBEAlready a subscriber? Log in