Friday, February 10, 2006

Went down to look at the rubble yesterday evening. Who would have thought the old man had so much brick in him? A two-stories-tall pile of broken wood and tumbled brick, with iron frames sticking up out of the pile where the interior had been reinforced around archways. The pile was still on fire in two separate places below the surface of the rubble, and the whole town smelt of old-wood smoke.

It was still smoking this morning as I made my way out of town.

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