The rain stumbles down from the heavens, pounding everything in its uncoordinated path. You sit down on your old worn wooden chair under the veranda as some steams of light fight their way through the ceiling of clouds in the distance. You realise how far humans have extended their technology, but are still hindered by the surrounding environment.
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