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closest for me was the 89 earthquake. i was in college and we were ushered to the baseball field and kept there. hours and hours..my friend came to me in tears..she was suffering "her time of the month" and was needing an update in gear. i lifted her over the fence and we went to my jeep. i drove thru the aftermaths of a riot. (for the locals, it was Clement st) . busted out windows..garbage fires.
we got to my cousins, and got set up..and snuck back to the baseball field.
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poof! gone
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