life returns o normal tomorrow as everyone gears up or a return to work. I stopped by the gas station to buy some celebratory ice cream and the disconsolate clerk told me he'd been counting customers since three in the afternoon. I was nu ber eleven at seven thirty in the evening. Boredom was written allnover his face. Everyone got gas before the storm he laughed.
It's good to be finished with storm, and I hope none other approaches for a while.
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