The Problem with Masks

The Problem with Masks

Per the orders, and out of respect, at all events these days, like Shakespeare said, masks are required.

Dining out the other morning, grabbing a breakfast on the way to work, there was a familiar, so it seemed, a young woman waiting on us. Part hair style, first clue, shape, genteel mannerisms, she just seemed so — like I knew her. I had done reading for her, but that was before masks. Behind the masks? There’s a certain kind of anonymity from the masks.

Not quite spooky, but almost.

In Austin until — see for the details.

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