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This, dammit, is why I hate going outside in thunderstorms. That happened just down the street. Seriously, guys-- quite apart from huge falling branches, now a major hazard in this city of aging trees, when a storm moves in you get the frick inside. It's called common sense. (There's a convenience store just across the street, FWIW, that'd have been much safer as a shelter. It's not like you can't *see* a storm approaching from the hill above Christie Pits.)
In other news, read a good-natured BL manga, loosely titled On the Road with the White Dragon (no dragons, just a possibly pseudo-Buddhist monk with Daoistic powers), by the Hitodenashi mangaka, for once doing a genki uke and considerate seme. Possibly this is why there's no sequel, though there does seem to be another in the Shinsengumi series. (Three years since I reviewed those? Dear god, time flies.)
In other news, read a good-natured BL manga, loosely titled On the Road with the White Dragon (no dragons, just a possibly pseudo-Buddhist monk with Daoistic powers), by the Hitodenashi mangaka, for once doing a genki uke and considerate seme. Possibly this is why there's no sequel, though there does seem to be another in the Shinsengumi series. (Three years since I reviewed those? Dear god, time flies.)
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I could see how being in the city would have overwritten natural lightning safety thoughts. Cities seem like protective shells against Nature.
Still, standing under a tree? duuuuuude.
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