For many around Tucson, Black Tuesday, 2003, occurred on August 26.
Nearly one month ago, a colossally intense desert thunderstorm tore through the Tucson basin, dropping more than an inch of rain in the university area. Pouring for nearly an hour, it did not take long to hear the sound of absolute horror.
Blink · blink · blink · blink-blink.
From a 2-foot-long crack in the ceiling, water was dripping rapidly onto my desk and computer. In a moment of pure panic, I literally tore my computer from my wall and threw it onto my desk. It was not until later that night ÷ in the calm of the evening ÷ that I realized that the water had not only leaked from my roof, but enough had actually drained into my house to eat a near-continuous hole down the corner of my room.
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