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Soaked

God, what shit weather.  It has been pouring down torrents since the middle of last night, and I don’t know when it’ll let up.  That, combined with gusts of blowing-the-trash-cans-over-strength wind, made me drive the 500 or so yards (or meters, same difference mostly) to Petra’s pre-school this morning, and even though we weren’t outside… Read More Soaked