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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