The mayor has ordered us to leave our building at noon. Computers need to be relocated to higher ground. We’ve set up a station near the mall. Deadline is rushing up and up like the river we are trying to follow. I’m exhausted already. Haven’t eaten a think. Pushing designs and pages as fast as we can.
Our friends are coming to our house. I think I said that already. I’ve never felt this much panic from a place – ever. It’s serious. And I’m buzzing. I haven’t eaten anything yet today. Drinking coffee which can’t help.
I’ll write when I can. Deadline for today’s paper is 3:30 (normally 11:30). Deadline for people to evacuate is now 4 (originally 8). Everything is creeping up.

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