The fourth was a dowdy sort of day, not wet exactly, but constantly promising a downpour, a most discouraging state of affair of affairs for happy go lucky parade attendees. For myself I stayed the warm side of the windows, staring out wistfully as sky did a forthright job of keeping the sun at bay.
That tragedy struck elsewhere in the nation was no great surprise, the country is hard set to anarchy, from the base to the very top of the administration. An apple cart once upset will bruise all the fruit no matter how fast it was is righted.
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