Six years ago on August 29th I sat in the same room I wrote this, listening to the wind howl outside. The wind here was strong. Across Mobile windows broke. Limbs fell. Trees uprooted. Homes flooded. Less than fifty miles west the unceasing tide rose, pushing inland without remorse. Nature has no remorse. It has...
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