After several weeks at home, here’s what I know: That couple in the building across the alleyway, the ones we casually spot from the back of our apartment, the ones on rowing machines every morning and Pelotons every night, one of them has been murdered and her body bundled into industrial garbage bags and removed in the dead of night. I mean, I haven’t seen her in days and what other explanation could there be for her disappearance?
Everyone else in that human terrarium across the alleyway is there, as usual.
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