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last night during dinner my mom was telling me about how floods were common when she was growing up. if there was a storm, her elementary school, which was on the mountain top, would send all the kids home. parents didn't panic back then the way they do now. the kids would all link arms and climb down and back home to town. they would wade through knee-deep water, surrounded by floating radishes, dead wild pigs, and dead chickens washed down the mountain.

she once had a dream as a young child of an enormous flood flushing the town and a giant carousel descending from the sky and lifting all the children away.