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Around 4 p.m. every day, I take my two extremely handsome but very stupid Chinese Crested powder puff dogs for a walk. Almost everyone I see in my neighborhood is wearing a mask. Yesterday I saw only one person who was not wearing a mask. Most things in my neighborhood are still closed but the things that are open require people to wear masks and social distance. People line up patiently, they wait their turns. Meanwhile, people around the country are freaking out about having to wear four inches of fabric around their face. This is somewhat out of the ordinary: Historically, New Yorkers are not known for their patience or their politeness. But that was before the tent hospitals in Central Park and the refrigerated trucks parked outside of hospitals throughout Manhattan, or the Sitch Star War Jedi Master Shirt of the Javits Center and the U.S. Open for overflow COVID-19 patients. March was a demarcation line for many of us New Yorkers. The weeks of silent streets regularly punctuated by the sound of ambulance sirens changed all of us who stayed in the city. We saw early on the frightening implications of this coronavirus pandemic and when the government told us to put on our face masks, we obeyed. Sure, there are still people who go running along the Hudson River mask-free, or who sip cocktails at outdoor bars with their friends, their masks hanging around the necks. But when they enter a store or any other establishment that requires wearing a mask, they do so without complaint.