Katie and I quickly run downstairs to watch the riot, only to find an older gentleman with kind eyes and no umbrella taking shelter from the rain on our stoop beneath the outcropping roof.
We reassure him that there's no need for him to vacate, and chat amiably while the clouds rend and reform from tatters into dark masses high above.
"The wind came up all of a sudden," he says, gesturing widely, "and it just blew all the leaves and trash straight up in the air."
Two years ago today: Mansplaining Hiccups
Three years ago today: Another Show
Five years ago today: 10/30/11
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