By the time I get to my stop, the early-morning storm that flooded the streets and soaked my clothes despite my umbrella has abated somewhat. The steady rain that has replaced the deluge continues, but then something strange happens.
The sun comes out - not a lightening of the sky after dark clouds have passed, but the actual sun just above a swift scudding dark gray cloud line that roils over the park while behind me the wind tears the clouds into tatters. The sun is full-on shining through the rain so brightly that nobody seems to know whether they should keep their umbrellas up, and some people are getting drenched while they squint upwards in confusion at an uncertain blue sky that makes no sense at all.
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