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Jun 23
For weeks it hadn't rained, and we were glad because the river was already overflowing onto the walkways.

Today the rain falls hard and steady, and there is something like fresh fear in the air but from my high balcony I cannot see the flood.
Eleo C Nora
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Eleo C Nora  Windsor
(Windsor)   
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     --- and Fawn
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