An earthquake?
Well gee. That's not something you expect in the Northlands.
[And of course it didn't really register as an earthquake to me. There was an old-school dance club tune on the internet radio when it happened, and I had a brief, surreal moment when I thought my work chair was possessed by one of those music-activated dancing flowers. As one does.]
Everyone southwardly is alright, right?
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