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I remember where I was during the insurrection. Like a lot of you, I was at work— in my kitchen, sheltering in place from a mismanaged pandemic.

I was glued to a thread on Slack, as my colleagues posted videos of the attack. In that thread, all pretense of normalcy had been dropped. Click one screen back, and it’s business as usual. Clients, emails, assignments.

Do you remember how weird that felt? To answer emails while our world burned?