The trees swayed violently in a single direction and gave the impression that they were hairs on a human head being combed by a rushed barber. It was not a time to leave the house, the wind was so strong; the people feared leaving the houses, and so they became swollen with people who lit fires inside of them. They lit fires and they brooded as people often do in the home. Some were forced to interact with their families--in the room where the fireplace was. Some just chose to lie naked on their heated tile floors. They gradually repaired the family's structure while rubbing their hands together and breathing into the space between them.
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