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Nicole Nicole is pulling goddamn fucking field bindweed  out from her bed of arugula and bok choy when her mostly zen garden time is interrupted once more by thoughts of apocalypse. Her hands and fingers are tamping down the earth and grasping scissors to cut fresh arugula and place in it a colander for washing. Her mind is in a bright red nightmare of a burning sun, blistering skin, unstoppable viruses and fires—and then her vision shakes, as she imagines the biggest earthqu