THE GHOST TOWN OF DELIVERY RIDERS
Mistreated, almost never thanked and mostly transparent.
We have underpaid, exploited and often not rewarded them.
Suddenly they became the real lords of the streets.
They allowed us to avoid endless queues in front of supermarkets and to take away some whims.
From medicines to cigarettes, from sushi to yeast: they gave us everything we needed.
They were the only supporters of the economy of restaurants and pizzerias, bars and pastry shops.
They risked the contagion to facilitate our distress of the quarantine.
Yet we all always forget about them.
The Delivery Riders