There's No Place Like Home

So there’s a tornado watch/thunderstorm warning here in the Detroit area. Which normally means nothing to me. But with Klaus out of town — he flew out at 7 tonight, hopefully successfully, I can’t help but get a little weirded out by the non-stop rattling of our windows. I mean, we’re on the 15th and top floor of an apartment building, with these floor-to-ceiling windows in the living room. I think they’re double-paned, but um, I really don’t know. All I know is the whistling of the wind and the shaking won

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