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slept through it, but got to work and found my office blocked by caution tape as the ceiling had buckled over my desk, more cosmetic than anything, the repairs were done in a couple hours. Meanwhile my drawers were shook open and my cocktail shaker was toppled. But my office is fault-line adjacent for this one.
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I would believe only in a God that knows how to Dance.
Friedrich Nietzsche
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