10:22 a.m., Mouffetard street, Paris 5. An hour and a half before confinement, life seems almost normal. A man sings “I’m going in circles”.

A woman is watching me dancing. She says “It’s very beautiful what you do, it changed my mind”. She says she is 68 years old, and that she will be confined alone. I suggest her to post a minute of dancing. She tells me that she will go have a look.