In the plague-stricken city, in a deserted street, where doors are sealed with a scrawled cross and "God Save Us," two citizens meet and, at a safe distance, talk. "I have a gun, be careful, stay back." One finds he knows a friend of the other's, newly dead. "Then I am a dead man." Enter a nun, robed all in flowing white, carrying a little white case with a red cross on it. "Sister, help me." She swirls up to first citizen, kisses him on the mouth: "Yes, you are a dead man." She kisses second citizen on the mouth: "You...
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