So you probably think this must be a post about Harrison and his firefighting obsession but it is not. While sitting in the basement tonight we noticed our lights flickering. Dave went upstairs to see if he could figure out what was going on when he heard noises coming from outside. He opened the backdoor to see the transformer (that is running wires right to our house) on fire. He ran back to get me and we ran out into the backyard. Then we kept hearing popping sounds. When we opened our back gate we saw the apartment above the market behind our house on fire. There were flames shooting out of the window.
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