As fickle as the rain
You fell before the pecans could during that autumn. It's precious you know- so rare yet comes in grand waves. You watch your streets flood time and time again, but eventually the city asks you to ration your water while the quarries nearby use as much as they please and the aquifer is slowly poisoned. At least they give you good money. Ah, but you were reckless- what did you expect after listening to the forecast? Are you stupid? Were you asking for a tragedy in the floodplains? |
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