Last night at about 10 p.m. a fleet of fire engines showed up outside my front door. There were seven vehicles total, all of which disgorged their passengers to the opposite side of the street from my apartment, to my relief. I snapped a few photos, only one of which was at all interesting, and scuttled back into my apartment. All but one of the vehicles left a few minutes later, which makes me think that someone gave an inflated account of the evening's emergency over the phone.
I never saw flames or smoke, nor the giant monsters who might have caused them. Darnit.
I never saw flames or smoke, nor the giant monsters who might have caused them. Darnit.
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