Sep 5, 2020
4 min read
Pods
A Work of Fiction
When the mandate came down, it was hard to fathom. I mean, we were prepared for worse, but still, we didn’t know how to do what we had to do. To choose. To choose, and all agree, on a pod for the next year.
Ten people. That’s what you were limited to. For the next year. No one else in. No one else out. No commingling of pods. No inter-pod romance. Nothing but these ten people who all agree on these…
