My great-grandmother, 98, uncovers her anxieties, regrets, and things she’s thankful for amid isolation from the pandemic.
The Neighborhood of Empty Houses
I came to realize my neighbors were nothing but empty houses.
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My great-grandmother, 98, uncovers her anxieties, regrets, and things she’s thankful for amid isolation from the pandemic.
I came to realize my neighbors were nothing but empty houses.
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