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No One Cared Who I Was Until I Put On the Mask

No One Cared Who I Was Until I Put On the Mask

eve peyser
Jul 19, 2020
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“Isn’t this ridiculous?” the older white woman in the elevator snarled through the blue paper covering her nose and mouth. My boyfriend and I had just raced across the hotel lobby, sketched out by the sheer number of people milling about like we weren’t in the middle of a never-ending corona nightmare. 

“Oh yeah, it’s way too crowded,” I responded, huddl…

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