A number provides an answer to how many, but it can never convey the individual arcs of life, the 100,000 ways of greeting the morning and saying good night. The immensity of such a sudden toll taxes our ability to comprehend, to understand that each number adding up to 100,000 represents someone among us just yesterday. They may have died in subdivided city apartments, too sick or too scared to go to a hospital, their closest relatives a half-world away. Among the many indignities, it has denied us the grace of being present for a loved one’s last moments. So imagine a city of 100,000 residents that was here for New Year’s Day but has now been wiped from the American map.

Source: bd News24 May 24, 2020 08:48 UTC