Whenever it rains, small children get to ride the bus to
school instead of walk, homeless people get wet, plants grow, the air becomes a
little cleaner and windshield wipers scrape across the glass on slow, fast or intermittent speeds.
Whenever the sun shines, people ride their bicycles,
playgrounds fill up with kids, the plants thrive, and car washes do a good
business.
When the wind blows, sailing ships travel across the surface
of the water, pollen fills the air causing people to sneeze, or the snow
drifts, depending on the time of year.
Whenever none of the above takes place, mystery writers get
to work, seeing evil around every corner, hearing oboes play ominous music in
the background and the lights in the room flicker for no apparent reason.
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