There is a widespread view that the teenage way of life has been utterly destroyed by the coronavirus. And while many adults pity our generation and its current state of disconnect, I feel otherwise.
Before the lockdown I would wake up at 5:45 a.m. while the sky was still painted with blackness, and drive myself to school for my 7 a.m. zero period class. Many days, I would only return home at 9 p.m. facing leftovers from the family dinner I had missed. Weekends were spent in my...
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