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Ben Affleck and Ana de Armas are no more. I’m disappointed. Doubting their relationship and their near-daily paparazzi strolls was the bedrock of early quarantine. Who do they think they’re fooling! How long can this go on! I jeered. And then, slowly, I began to count on them. Something about this couple seemed untouched by the confusion that had enveloped our world: yes, we are surviving a global pandemic, and our government is in shambles. But these two people are persisting! I could count on them to be somewhere doing something regular-crazy and not insurrection-crazy. Their consistency was like a cocoon. If nobody else got me, I know a Ben Affleck-Ana de Armas pap walk got me.
But that’s over now. People reported their breakup w…
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