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IT HAS BEEN a year given that the pandemic begun to impact Western societies. Here is how one columnist coped as the months unfolded.
February/March: In the start, all was confusion. In the early phases a “last days of Saigon” feel pervaded the city centre. The trains and workplaces ended up being gradually less crowded; more and more shops closed for absence of staff. Moms and dads developed into hunter-gatherers, desperately foraging in the grocery store aisles for the last supplies of pasta. Effective scavengers’ trolleys overflowed with rolls of toilet tissue. Individuals were braced for dystopia.

Workplace workers quickly captured up on the disaster-recovery prepares they had previously neglected and were grateful if they had the ability to get an excellent broadband connection. Bartleby remembered that he had left all his research study back at the office and made a sheepish return to a near-empty building. Heading back out with a rucksack of books and documents, he seemed like an extremely nerdish barbarian taking part in the sack of Rome.
April: Some individuals were still struggling to master Zoom rules. Confronted with an editorial conference on a bank holiday, Bartleby integrated it with a relaxing river walk. At some time, his phone (while still in his pocket) ended up being unmuted, suggesting that his heavy trudge, and heavy breathing, …
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