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Tower of Bricks
Tower of Bricks
A white colonial house built on a tower of bricks overlooked the city. From my window, I saw the tower teetering. Right, then left, picking up speed. No earthquake to cause it, no breeze to propel it, just swaying on its own above the city. Will it fall? I wondered. Should I call for help? Surely someone else had sent for help. As I watched, the house dipped low, then toppled to the ground, splattering into pieces. The woman inside it died. No one saved her.
