D.O.P.-T.

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It did. And kept on raining. This morning as I was waiting for the bus (it was of course still dark because Shrub isn't intelligent enough to understand that changing the clocks doesn't change the number of hours of daylight), peering into the wet murk for a bar of orange in the distance, a pick-up truck came barreling out of the parking lot for our group of stores then slipped and slid all over El Camino, miraculously not colliding with anyone else.