It was a typical Monday, start of the week, in a beautiful April springtime. Like a usual Monday, it was a working day and a school day. The streets were busy, you can hear the vehicles honking, the train sounds signalling the arrival and departure of the trains. From our windows, you can see the people crossing the streets, trying to beat the stoplight to get to the bus stop, to enter the metro/train station and in our neighborhood, you can see the small and medium enterprises opening thei...
