One night, wandering around in city center I know not where, a sudden squall:
We'd come down a street of restaurants, you can see them all there in this shot, tiny little shops, most of whom had a few tables on the side walk out front. One moment you are enjoying a fresh breeze and the next the realization dawns that your breeze has gone all mean and pushy, no playful zephyr but the herald of a storm. People leap up and scatter for shelter...
abandoning their steamboats for the safety of the awnings. If you look closely you can see red-shirted staff dumping food and dishes into plastic tubs, the evening's take a total write-off.What looks like haze in these photos is a torrent of water, straight up and down like a curtain. Warm as bathwater.
Also, simultaneously EVERY cab in the entire nation is booked, all at once. Ha ha!
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