Smoke Across The Alley

Ah, there’s nothing quite like being awakened by the vibrant sound of firetruck sirens at six in the morning, to wake up and stretch your arms and look out the window at your grand view of the alleyway, and to see acrid white smoke billowing out of a door of the neighboring building (which just happens to be a massive power station) while a cadre of fire fighters march towards imminent disaster. Isn’t downtown city life awesome?

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(The smoke eventually stopped, and the fire trucks left with nary an axe swung or a gas mask donned, so I guess PEPCO had everything well in hand.)

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