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I remember when a certain typhoon thumped the region years ago, the wind so fierce and foggy; rain gave an aching impact as it landed onto my face. Umbrellas twirled inside out, as if trying to recommend raincoat to be the best gear of the circumstance. Banana foliages slanted by the furious breeze, positioned like a missile, ready for a distant fire. Ducks stooped for a safer cover (with an unsynchronized chorus of quack-quack-quack!) and the uncanny sound of disturbed nature, resembling those ...