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So Post-Pandemic, What’s My Age Again?

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By now, many of us have fully resumed our post-COVID lives. But what about all the years we missed?

Art: Painting by Anna Weyant. © Anna Weyant. Photo: Rob McKeever. Courtesy Gagosian Around the one-year mark of the pandemic, my mother and sister and I began litigating who was missing out on more, from an important-life-experience perspective. My sister was 24 when the whole thing started, so I nominated her. She didn’t yet have a proper friend group set up in her city, and she hadn’t had a chance to establish herself at work — neither of which seemed likely to happen from the living room. My mom was missing 57, which didn’t seem horrible, but, as she said, every year counts. We agreed I pro

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