[All that David Brooks has left is his truck. His house, on Beach Boulevard, Pascagoula, separated from the sea only by the road itself, has disappeared. Only the green steps up to his porch remain, and an enormous quagmire of splintered wood, plus a toilet seat. Where his bedroom once stood, three Christmas tree baubles gleam amongst the sludge, golden and unscathed -- a bizarre scene.] They're from a friend's house, ... Three streets away.
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