The sky has turned to lead and gusts of wind are whipping leaves and twigs around the pavements. People in fluorescent jackets gingerly pick up debris and sweep away the leaves, but it's an exercise in futility because a typhoon is coming.
There are no classes this afternoon. We've been on an outing, cut short by the ominous weather forecast. I'm going home early, stopping on the way to stock up on bread, water and candles.
See you later.
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