"How many days?" she asked, her voice digitally stuttering as her Zoom link struggled to reach mine. "Twelve," I said — 12 days in quarantine, 12 days since I'd gone outside or seen my friends, 12 days since Zoom became my only link to other people. "Five for me," she laughed.
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We met in an online chat room organized by a coronavirus patients' support group. In Zoom, we could be people instead of contagion vectors, humans instead of disease. We swapped recipes for nonperishables, complained about doctors, muted ourselves when the coughing got too loud.
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When I finally stepped off the train at her stop in Brooklyn, though, something was off. We recognized each other instantly, but — "You're shorter in person," she blurted. I felt a sinking in my throat. "You, uh, look nice too." I realized I hated her perfume.
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Editor's note: This column was sponsored by Zoom Video Communications, a video-sharing software company. Meet Happy — and if you keep it over Zoom, stay happy.
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call it 'ok zoomer'
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lmao yes that would be fully on brand for modern love’s particular style of corny
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love in the time of corona
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turns out everyone looks worse without the touch up effects and cool background
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@diptodipdeb best tweet xd -
how u gonna tag me on here
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