On the Absurdity of a Tornado
January closed with a tornado. Before its formation, a low, perpetual growl filled the sky. The bird nests gently swayed amidst the shifting winds. The changing conditions likely caused them to become vacant earlier that day. After a few hours, the power shut off. All sounds except those of the storm vanished. Minutes later, an alert informed us to seek…
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