Around town, Sunday, August 6

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The winds of the Sharkicane had slowed down through the night, down to about 75 miles an hour. The damage from the winds and the sharks had done their work, too: Luke's, Caritas, and Turtle & Canary, as well as various warehouses, homes, and portions of the dorm and school were all looking much worse for wear. The streets were littered with debris of fallen trees, chunks of sharks, and sodden, sad fedoras.

Over in the park, a neat-ish stack of frozen sharks were awaiting their trips up into the sky to be dropped into the eye of the hurricane as it approached because this is your life now, Fandom.

But the hard part isn't over yet, folks! They are still plenty of sharks in the sea, even now being tossed onto generators, through windows and landing on alots, teal deer, and that one really sketchy dude who lurked by the butcher...