Published: April 05, 2020
Our movements are restricted because of coronavirus, but the necessity of closed borders does not make living behind them easier
I last saw my sister, three centuries ago, on 1 March, when we kissed the cheeks of an extraordinary number of frail, elderly people at my grandmother’s 90th birthday party in Sydney.
It was the day of the first recorded death of a person with coronavirus in Australia.
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