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Clean.
The storm has washed the city.
I can smell trees, instead of my nose shutting down from smog.
The air is so clear that from my office I can see individual trees on the Dandenongs. Normally, I count myself lucky if I can see that they even exist through the brown haze.
I wonder how long it will last.
I can smell trees, instead of my nose shutting down from smog.
The air is so clear that from my office I can see individual trees on the Dandenongs. Normally, I count myself lucky if I can see that they even exist through the brown haze.
I wonder how long it will last.