Returning to normalcy?
By Zev van Zanten | 5 days agoHowever, all of this discussion about normalcy ignores the fact that what is normal is a constantly shifting and hard to define concept.
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However, all of this discussion about normalcy ignores the fact that what is normal is a constantly shifting and hard to define concept.
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