In January 2020, during the early planning of our Special Spring Print Issue, where this editorial also appears, we could hardly imagine that our work, our daily lives, the world as we know it, would be upended by a global pandemic. But here we are. The sealing of borders, the closing of restaurants, bars, and theatres, and the shuttering of manufacturing plants and schools, has been devastating, both economically and psychologically. No work, no school, no eating out, no live theatre or sports, no live audiences on late-night TV shows.…
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