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Originally Posted by pshrynk
In Panama City, Ingrid Miyatake, suitcase in hand gave final instructions to her gardener on the care and feeding of her children and boarded a plane for Mexico City.
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Meanwhile, in Mexico City, the streets mamboed as the mighty and mighty beautiful and mighty dangerous volcano belched forth a hot and stinking cloud of gas with a mighty rumble, then settled down to slumbering dormancy yet again. Or did it?