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With that historical groundwork, where does that leave us in spring 2020? Considerably more than screwed. We are at the precipice as everyone frantically looks everywhere but in front of us and down. Very much like the Coyote tricked again by the Roadrunner, we are in thin air, and our fall is inescapable and, sadly, humorous.
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