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Last night I dreamt that Iowa City was flooded again and that I was getting shot at and running out of places to hide. Classes were frustrating and I found out that tornadoes hit Iowa City and felt like crying on the way to my bus stop. While I was out with Caro I called home. My family and my house are fine. The Enzler's builing by Dad's office collapsed; the Riverside Dairy Queen is gone, and St. Patrick's church downtown lost its roof and half of the structure itself.
It's all very surreal at 4:29 p.m.
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