March 2020, Silent Spring. . .

This morning I stepped onto the street and was caught by a peculiar silence rarely heard in Vancouver.  Broadway was bare.  The traffic lights signalled to empty space.  The city appeared a ghost town, only its shell remained. The protagonist in Daniel Dafoe’s Journal of the Plague Year, relayed his experience of a contagion that devasted London in 1665.  He noticed […]

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