Bronson Narrative

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Early in the morning we went outside to see what had happened as expected was dropped several trees and even the roof went to several houses that were close to us. Several people I know told me that in Bronson the lights had gone. Thank God we were always light and water in the house of Orlando now we were going to go to the house of Bronson in which we were waiting with a tremendous heat since there was no light in Bronson. When we arrived we did not have light, but at about an hour later the light returned. We did not go through the heat tremendously like other friends that I have just the light I arrived on Thursday I had light, air conditioning and water to be able to banar. We did not go through that situation but we do know of people

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