Driving home tonight, I noticed that the lights are out to the north of us, and to the east, and to the west. There are two blocks on our street that have power: ours and one other.
Given that I've been on the wrong end of power outages many a time (see also: 40 minutes of power per day, on average, my last few months in Rwanda), I will take it.
I'm not even superstitious, but after I told my roommates about the power situation in our neighborhood, I rapped on the wooden frame around a doorway, just in case.
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