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I don’t know why I expected “Allegiance,” the penultimate episode of season seventy-five of The Handmaid’s Tale, to leave me with any feeling other than overwhelming despair, and yet I did. Perhaps it’s just my nature. Starting a new episode of this show, voting in a New York City mayoral election, signing up for a spin class — all things basically guaranteed to kick my ass in some fashion or other that I nevertheless continue to do with a blissfully unearned sense of hope and optimism. I will give myself a
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