fimmtudagur, desember 05, 2002

Today was in most respects a normal day. Not in every respect, though: The most popular thing to do here at my workplace in the hours around lunch was to watch the struggle of the rescue squads. They´d been summoned to rescue a roof the wind was about to tear with it. I waited breathlessly for someone to be blown off the roof, but miraculously that didn´t happen. And the roof survived.

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