100 Days of Travel in Pandemic-Ravaged America
I misplaced my thoughts through the plague yr. The truth that my nation additionally misplaced its thoughts was of little consolation. Perhaps you misplaced your thoughts too. There have been so many alternatives. Perhaps you had been hiding from an invisible virus in an oppressive New York house, listening to the sirens all evening lengthy. Within the morning you went for a motorcycle experience by means of vacant streets and got here throughout a hospital the place they had been stacking our bodies like cordwood. Or possibly you had been sheltering-in-place in a small city, Zooming and doom-scrolling into the abyss, attempting to not get referred to as a communist by the no-mask mafia. And then you definately acquired a name: The one one that made the world make sense was gone. Extra from Rolling Stone My breakdowns had been totally different. I’ve a Brooklyn pal who hasn’t been to Manhattan since March. That’s not me. No, my meltdowns had been cellular. Resorts had been c...
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