"It rained for four years, eleven months, and two days. There were periods of drizzle during which everyone put on his full dress and a convalescent look to celebrate the clearing, but people soon grew accustomed to interpret the pauses as a sign of redoubled rain. The sky crumbled into a set of destructive storms and out of the north came hurricanes that shattered roofs about and knocked down walls and uprooted every last plant of the banana groves...."
- One Hundred Years of Solitude, Gabriel Garcia Marquez
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