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Life as we know it may not survive

It is the 500th day in a row of rain here in Southcentral Alaska.  People are starting to look grim.  Mold and mildew are growing in the most unimaginable spots on animals and humans alike.  We have become Juneau.  There is no hope left. They might as well move the capitol here.  You can’t insult the soggy.