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The people next door are gone – gone as in left the city, not dead – though it takes a couple months for me to know it […] We are on the long stretch home of month number three when I realize I don’t hear anything next door anymore, that the reason I’m sometimes able to sleep as late as 8, 8:30, 9, isn’t that my alarm’s turned off, but theirs, the only sound through the wall that connected us, iPhone resonance exactly ten minutes before mine. I haven’t heard it for quite some time, I think, and that’s when I know they are gone.Terena Elizabeth Bell
How have your landscapes and relationships with neighbours changed over the past two years? Terena Elizabeth Bell reflects on Covid-19, loss, disconnection and reconnection, in this thoughtful and sharply observed short story.
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