THREAD: This project, a massive undertaking by the @washingtonpost, set out to capture life, amid a pandemic, in the nation's capital. Over 24 hours, we witnessed the city's sorrow and joy, fear and defiance, anger and resilience. https://wapo.st/dc24hours 
Octavia French, a garbage collector, is a single mom. She remembered what it felt like to lose a job, to apply for unemployment. Now she made $45,000 a year, and French was proud of that salary. But would she have to risk her life to keep it?
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Ten days after D.C.'s first death — a Franciscan friar — Father Dunham addressed some of the men who knew the brother best.
“It’s personal for us,” Dunham said of the crisis, but he told them he had realized something else: “It’s personal for everybody.”
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At Miriam's Kitchen, the homeless talked about this new world where they wandered what felt like an abandoned city.
“They say ‘Keep washing your hands, keep clean,’ ” said one man. “But where are we supposed to go do this? Everything is closed.”
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Inside a glass building three blocks from the Mall, exposed ventilation ducts purred overhead, pushing clean air into the quiet rooms where the city’s scientists were working double shifts to analyze how far covid-19 had spread in the nation’s capital.
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“What you gonna do with your stimulus money?” Michael Johnson, 61, asked another man.
“Females,” he responded.
“That’s why you stay broke,” said Johnson, who planned to invest in a tent.
“Might have to go to the woods,” he said. “You never know.” https://wapo.st/dc24hours 
Before this, the people who worked at Employment Services thought they knew what busy days felt like, when the phones would ring 350 times.
Now, in a city often described as “recession proof,” they’ve started receiving more than 500 calls an hour. https://wapo.st/dc24hours 
“We don’t have a purpose out here,” said the parking control officer, sarcastically reminding his colleagues that they’ve been asked to provide a presence, to act as ambassadors for D.C. They laughed.
“Just out here getting my ambassadorship on.” https://wapo.st/dc24hours 
Outside Union, just past the woman lying beneath a blanket on the sidewalk, nine taxis waited for arriving travelers who never arrived. “You got some money for me?” the cabbie asked a stranger. He had been waiting for a fare for nearly two hours.
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The Anacostia Riverwalk, the National Arboretum, the Tidal Basin — all empty. So, too, was D.C.'s springtime cathedral, Nats Park, where one day soon, a championship banner would have been raised in center field before a crowd of 41,000. But not now.
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The mayor's mother was worried. Did Bowser have to be out in public so much? Couldn’t she do more of her work from home? Did she understand that the microphones she used at news conferences needed to be disinfected?
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Their firstborn, a girl to be named Emily, wasn’t supposed to come into the world like this. If Marsh, the dad, got a fever, he would have to leave. If Tonti, the mother, got infected, staff might need to separate her from the baby the moment she was born.
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“Protect us,” French asked God in the new day’s predawn darkness, and she hoped that the prayer, the face mask, the extra pair of gloves and the hand sanitizer hidden behind the truck’s passenger seat would be enough to keep her safe. https://wapo.st/dc24hours 
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