Summer Days Double Plays Vintage Retro Shirt

Across the country, people may continue to meltdown over having to wear a four inch piece of fabric around their faces -- at least until coronavirus comes to their town, until it kills their aunt or cousin or parent. We New Yorkers wish the rest of America could learn from our experience and not have to suffer it on their own. But as coronavirus spikes in Florida, Texas and Arizona, establishing terrifying new records of confirmed cases, it looks like they will have to find out for themselves. My heart aches for the loss they will have to feel before they finally put on a damn mask. Around 4 p.m. every day, I take my two extremely handsome but very stupid Chinese Crested powder puff dogs for a walk. Almost everyone I see in my neighborhood is wearing a mask. Yesterday I saw only one person who was not wearing a mask. Most things in my neighborhood are still closed but the Summer Days Double Plays Vintage Retro Shirt that are open require people to wear masks and social distance. People line up patiently, they wait their turns. Meanwhile, people around the country are freaking out about having to wear four inches of fabric around their face.