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CLOUD CITY   From a jet plane 10,000 feet above, former NFL player Dhani Jones snapped this photo of a thunderstorm wracking New York City.  Though it may look familiar, the National Weather Service says no tornadoes struck the area — "just earth-shaking thunder, a downpour that dumped 1.7 inches on Central Park within an hour, more than 500 lightning flashes every 15 minutes, and one-inch hailstones," according to the New York Daily News.  (Photo: Dhani Jones / Twitter via the Daily News)

CLOUD CITY   From a jet plane 10,000 feet above, former NFL player Dhani Jones snapped this photo of a thunderstorm wracking New York City.  Though it may look familiar, the National Weather Service says no tornadoes struck the area — "just earth-shaking thunder, a downpour that dumped 1.7 inches on Central Park within an hour, more than 500 lightning flashes every 15 minutes, and one-inch hailstones," according to the New York Daily News.  (Photo: Dhani Jones / Twitter via the Daily News)

No pictures of the rain but they say a thousand words’ worth a picture

the guy in the white polo shirt ran across fifth avenue dodging not cars not trucks but precipitation and puddles and the improvised, rushing urban stream.  sudden onslaught of rain after the longish heat.  buses free of tourists on their double decks.  people mostly without umbrellas and one or two with and it is the minority that loses, their portable shelters un-concaving to the wind.  newspaper

boxes and pay

phones and lamp

posts and garbage

cans with nowhere to go.  across the way, other people looking out the window at this curiosity of weather and, seeing yours truly waving, wave back, no longer but still strangers.  buildings disappearing behind,

then reappearing from,

the fog.  a violent whipsting bolt upon the empire state and intermittent hail upon cabs, and buses, and persons who are wet. and lost.  and panicking or

frolicking or

whatever it is new yorkers do in the rain,

and they are fantastic at it.