I was in high school when Charlie, Francis, and Jeanne rolled through. That was awful, the compounding storm damage really fucked over a lot of people, it was the third one that did in my family’s roof, and we had blue tarps over the damage for over a year and we were fortunate enough to be able to call roofers the next day. I was still finding the rare bit of insulation in my stuff years later when I was packing to move.
Sure, but there’s also the secondary market of people who think it’s hilarious to get a photo with a donkey painted like a zebra to trick tourists. Lean into it a bit, like wrestling, it could be fun.