The Sunshine State knows all about storms. It can tell good clouds from nasty ones, a hurricane sky from one simply overcast. But a novel kind of darkness has come over Florida, and there is no hurricane in sight. What do you do when you're ready for rain and all that comes down is ash, falling like snow but dark and devilish and warm, from a heaven angry with smoke? Run, or get ready to be burned on the Fourth of July.
Three counties' worth of Floridians were ordered out of their homes last week: 70,000 people fleeing inland along hurricane...
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