Why a year of COVID-19 has been especially hellish for NYC singles

One year ago, I enjoyed being part of a clique of friends at a co-workspace. We sat closely together, sharing worktables, afternoon snacks and personal stories: their spouses and children, my single life with no kids. 

Then came COVID and my daily social connections unraveled. While I reorganized my home as an office-gym-home theater, my friends left their cramped city apartments for an Airbnb down south, a rented house up north, and a permanent move out east. 

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