f2 tornado, 200 yds wide, six-mile path from just south of mosley park on the west, through vine city, across the dome, congress center, centennial park, and fairlie-poplar----knocked over some of the big magnolias at hurt park----contrary to the over-wrought local news reports, i would not classify downtown as "devastated," although the bag mill and even the roof of the congress center might qualify for that term---
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Each of us is all the sums he has not counted: subtract us into nakedness and night again, and you shall see begin in Crete four thousand years ago the love that ended yesterday in Texas.
The seed of our destruction will blossom in the desert, the alexin of our cure grows by a mountain rock, and our lives are haunted by a Georgia slattern, because a London cutpurse went unhung. Each moment is the fruit of forty thousand years. The minute-winning days, like flies, buzz home to death, and every moment is a window on all time.
john northbrooke, c. 1570
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