It's Saturday night, and around 8.45 pm I went for run. It's so quiet in Clarendon. It looks like Spider Kelly's had one or two customers, that's it. Kept my distance from everyone.
At the end, coming of the small bridge over Founder's Way, I stopped and cleared my throat. A young couple, 15 meters away from me, visibly stopped and looked at me very suspiciously. I ran around them with a long distance.
We had pizza for dinner and I felt slow, but it was a minute faster than Tuesday.