I awoke Wednesday morning around 5am to the sound of someone banging on my front door. It was Al, our neighbor, telling us to evacuate while we still can. Still in a tired stupor, it took me precisely three seconds for my brain to boot up and realize what he was so frantic about. Behind him was Santa Barbara, the street I live on in Bismarck,
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