MAD WORLD
Jun 05, 2020
2 minutes
Todd
Hopefully, the title of this editorial has you singing the Mad World lyrics to yourself, as they’re quite apt given the current situation: “All around me are familiar faces / Worn out places, worn out faces / Bright and early for their daily races / Going nowhere, going nowhere”.
By now, I’m sure
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