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February 20, 2002
With a whiff of dampened cement that cooked beneath a relentless sun blast before the front assumed control, the air was comfortably humid, cooler by a dozen degrees but clearer and you could traipse the darker footpaths without one hop whatsoever from roasting soles. Light returned, as did some drying, emphasizing hue with illuminations in yellow and orange breaking through the final daylight clouds. Even the rainbow sat darker than expected but just as visible as the details of anything rinsed shone and all things botanical stood in glee for the final round of drinks before sunfall and their nightlife.