Despite the promise of sun and heat, as soon as Franziska sets foot outside of the California airport's entrance gate, she is greeted with a billowing wind and grimy, heavy-clouded skies that spit down bitter rain at the ground below. It's early autumn, and Franziska can't imagine any possible explanation as to why California weather would be so ( Read more... )

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