Wait your turn, signs proclaim.
Wait for Chinese food. Wait to pick up cocktails from the bar, your only Friday night friends now.
Wait your turn to see your older sister, Nancy. Nancy with dark jokes about suicides, who tells you she loves you by calling you Mister Adorkable through Zoom-filled screens. Nancy, who knows every line of the Big Lebowski and fights life with grace.
They don’t teach you logic. Why draw the line here and not there?
Why not cross?
You hesitate. Imagine Nancy contaminated. Imagine her gasping, energy drained.
What are the odds, frankly?
What if?
Wait.
Photographer: Travis Wise
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