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It's a Twister!! Well, not exactly, but we came pretty close. The news was reporting tornado sightings all around the Wilmington/Wrightsville Beach area and advised people to head for their basements. We all looked at each other because we realized that our beloved Casa de Mutant was in fact a beach house. Not only was there no basement, but it was set on stilts. "What should we do?" someone asked. I'd like to chalk my answer up to bravery or a lust for adventure or some other honerable emotion, but I now know it was simply the booze talking. "Up to the roof!!" I proclaimed. We grabbed our cameras and our drinks and we marched triumphantly to the roof. If the house were to be launched into orbit by this storm, we all wanted front row seats. As we watched the opposing storm fronts wrestle for the same space in the sky. We snapped photos, drank some more, called loved ones to describe the scene and laughed.
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