Rain was flung about in what seemed to be great sloshing bucketfuls, liquefying sidewalks, turning intersections into soppy messes, making basements into lagoons. Then suddenly, it stopped.
By the time “Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows” went on sale here—at 12:01 a.m. Saturday, or 6:01 p.m. Friday Chicago time—it was a clear, bright, brisk night. That which had been blurry with rain now looked crisp and sharp. And so it was, as well, with the most intensely anticipated book in modern publishing history: Now all was visible. Everything was made radiantly plain.
Review: ‘Potter’ still magic in finale — chicagotribune.com.
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