Torrents of rain turn the road into a black mirror, reflecting a sky filled with bad omens. It's a scene straight out of an Albert King song, a "Born Under a Bad Sign" kind of day where even the road ahead seems to sing the blues. The flooded intersection ahead? A fleeting thought, quickly dismissed. This ain't the day to test fate. Nope, the only luck I've got left is knowing when to turn around and find a different route.

To be fair, I should have expected this.

Yeah, could have made it.

But the only luck I’ve known is bad.

If it’s flooded, forget it.

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