A room with a view

Between my first day and second day at Jazz Festival, a heavy rain and thunderstorm swept over the city. Strikes of lighting and powerful thunder woke me from my sleep around 4 a.m. The rain pounded onto the streets and washed the sin and filth into the gutters. When I woke, this is what I saw from my hotel window.

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