So, I studied earthquakes during my undergrad. I move to california. I put in my time. And then when the
earthquake finally happens (evening of August 2--epicenter in the east bay), I'm on an airplane in the middle of nevada, 1 hour away from landing. And it was 4.4 magnitude...there's no way I wouldn't have felt that one. I'll just have to go on living I suppose...
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I do hope you have another chance. Just don't hang any large glass framed art over your bed.
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