I got back to my email (just now: I got home about 40 minutes ago, gawd) to not one, but two notifications that I'd made
Ansible's Neat Tricks Department:
* _Neat Tricks Dept._ `I tilted my face up, eyes closed against the stinging drops, and watched the garden flash bright with the crack of lightning.' (C.E. Murphy, _Thunderbird Falls_, 2006) [
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