… in the fossil fueled states of American gloom and doom, we are headed south on LSD, a donnerwetter looming on the horizon as a tic in the corner of our left eye. Shot-size raindrops splatter against the wind-shield from the sky turning from gunmetal grey to violaceous to petroleum green behind the silhouetted skyscrapers, swaying gently in the balmy November breeze as the wind picks up and a tornado warning tics in on the mobile device, interrupting Kanye West singing:
It’s a beautiful day for jumping out the window/letting everything go/letting everything go…
Indeed it is a beautiful day!
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