There was a hurricane. It came ashore as a category 5 storm and flooded a huge swath of coastal Louisiana. A black woman in her mid-60s climbed awkwardly out of the window of her house to get onto the roof as the waters rose and took over her kitchen and living room. By the time she’d escaped to the shingles the waters on the ground beneath her were …
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