A timely, ironic, and slightly absurd play about the life of one hospital ward during a pandemic.
“Due to the current pandemic, an iron padlock hangs on every country, every city, and every village club.” A daring thought arises: what if it’s not the virus? What if it’s the locks? Time to remove the locks—and time to hang them up again. Maybe globalization has reached the point where everyone is waiting for an excuse to close the door?
These and other questions are answered by four patients in the Alоer Camus infectious-disease hospital named after Albert Camus. They don’t yet know that along this path, major discoveries await them.”