"On the morning of November 25, 2021, Liya Khaimova toasted two crumpets, brewed a mug of coffee, and sat down in the kitchen of the home she shared with her boyfriend in St. Louis. 'I remember waking up and being in a somewhat okay mood,' she says. 'But as I was eating breakfast, a wave of sadness hit me. I was sitting there by myself on Thanksgiving morning, which I don't think I've ever done in my life.'"},{
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