And so everything returns to normal. I ride in Ubers. We sit inside restaurants. The physical menus come out. I go to the airport. I visit Manhattan. Back in Seattle, there are art shows and there are concerts. I see a musical at the Paramount. Tents line the freeways. Parking is scarce again and tickets are doled out liberally. The leaves turn
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I’m sorry about what happened with C. I know it hurts.
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