CLEVELAND, Oh. — When I recently walked into Abattoir Gallery for the first time, I was greeted with rainbows. Delicately drawn on tissue-thin Abaca paper, arcing over sparse landscapes, their buoyancy felt incongruous, mocking even. After all, I had just checked in with a masked attendant, who gestured to a table of amenities, including masks, sanitizer, and pre-packaged snacks. It occurred to me that I was also standing in a former meat-processing plant, having listened on the drive over to a podcast about outbreaks of COVID-19 at industrial meat plants elsewhere in the Midwest.
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