On another note I visited one poor family in the neighborhood. Granma, one of her daughters and two grandchildren who are from broken marriages. The short one is in secondary school, the older left school and we were encouraging him to take it back to be able to graduate and get a better job (he was working on his own cleaning backyards or doing whatever to bring $ to the house) when Covid arrived. Their house is falling apart and they lack many things.
They live in two rooms and do not own a washroom. The woman is sick and needs a lot of medicines. They do not have refrigerator or a decent fan or cooking appliances etc.
They live less than 100 meters away from my house. Their names are Imirsa, Kirenia and the boys we call them Papacito and Ñingui.