With apologies to Shakespeare
To mask or not to mask. That is the question. Whether 'tis nobler to suffer the slings and arrows of outrageous shaming or by opposing end them. Doest the cloth thou don give great shield when the king’s medics cannot come to mind?
To sleep, perchance to dream. Ay, there’s the rub. Doest thy shield keep thee from shuffling thy mortal coil or will the Great Sleep still find thee? And in that Sleep what dreams may come? Doest man deserve a long night’s respite or will evil spirits still haunt him?
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