Hark, the Millennial Death Wail
There’s a keening sound coming from America’s co-working spaces, third-wave coffee shops, and mommy-and-me yoga classes. Perhaps you’ve heard it, as if 72.2 million complaints rang out in unison: grumblings of sore joints from high-intensity interval training, of parties held in distant neighborhoods on weeknights; grievances about the resurgence of Y2K style, the onset of…