a perfect mess

It’s almost midnight and I’m listening to the howling wind outside my in-law’s 9th story apartment. There’s some sort of wind tunnel effect around their building that causes a windy day to sound more frightening than the setting of a Sherlock Holmes story.

Walking around the building courtyard also causes some sort of wind tunnel effect through your hair and you end up looking like a hurricane. It’s not a very pretty mess either. Not like this:

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