CHAPTER 3. THE COVID-19 VIRUS HAS SPREAD RAPIDLY AROUND THE WORLD — THREE-FOUR

— “Let's go somewhere where it's warm and sunny!” I said to the driver.

— “Only by plane can we get there,” he replied understandingly and revved the engine.

"Could you slow to fifteen and just cruise in the left lane? I want to check one of my guesses,” I said after five minutes.

"Don't bother—that grey one isn't following you, it's after me. We look suspicious to them because we scrupulously observe cleanliness.

“In the far north, a whale fish wanders...” I remembered a funny song.

“And fishermen follow it on a seine boat...” the driver picked up.

“No whale, no whale, no whale, can't see it!” I took the initiative again.

“What a pity, what a pity, how sad,” he echoed with the same enthusiasm.

“Why are you so suspicious, collective farmers?” I switched to prose.

“We don't know ourselves. We want to live well, that's why. Have you heard about mandatory milk pasteurization?” he began from afar.

“Of course! It's necessary in many countries. It's what prevents the production of certain types of cheese. Those who can make them must be controlling the market,” I suggested.

“And we pasteurize everything, both at the entrance and at the exit. Well, if a person wants to come in, we'll even provide quarantine in our hotel,” he said warmly.