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      <description>&lt;p&gt;It struck me the other day that even after a year out here, there are still work colleagues whose faces I have not seen &lt;em&gt;without&lt;/em&gt; masks on. Arriving in the middle of the pandemic, masks were required in all public spaces - and rigorously enforced - with more than a few people cited for either having theirs pulled down or not wearing one as they approached the security gates and barriers that dot the landscape. Only when I then see a face without a mask does it register that I have made up the hidden contours, seeing the mask as an integral part of these faces. This brings with it a mild sense of discomfort, stemming from - I think - the fact that even though I have built relationships and friendships with these people, their uncovered faces scream &lt;em&gt;unknown&lt;/em&gt;  rather than familiar.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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