We see you, maskless heathens, running on trails in Wash Park and perusing King Soopers, your full face on display. We huff and puff in the 10-year-old T-shirt we've strapped to our face, our glasses fogging, but not you. No, you breathe without a care in the world, like air is free or something.
Whether you're following stay-at-home orders and wearing your mask in public or are breaking the rules because Danger is your middle name, we want to hear from you.
What's the mask situation in your neighborhood?
