We sit knee to knee, packed like sardines in a can, as our minivan chugs along dark Mexican country roads.
With the windows closed and a chilly wind outside, our tourist van soon fogs up. As I doodle Christmas trees on the dusty window pane amid sweaty strangers, some of them maskless, I tell myself these are the perfect conditions under which to contract Covid-19.
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