There is no set of worldly circumstances that would allow you to not know that we just had a fucking tornado pass through the Slope. When I surface at 9th Street daily, the list of things I don't expect to see generally include a Mets win, a yellow cab, and anything open at 10:15pm. Usually, I don't think to include "tornado" or Brooklyn Industries without any windows.
The gentleman currently sitting to my right, who has spent a good deal of his life in Oklahoma and Kansas, is laughing at me as I type.
Edit 11:01pm: Photos from FIPS reader Vautrin. Thanks!
8th Avenue between 3rd and 4th Streets:
3rd Street between Eighth Avenue and Prospect Park West:
Greek Catholic Church between 2nd and 3rd Streets on Eighth Avenue:
Edit 11:52pm: Photos from Californian Caitlyn, who picked a pretty shitty/rad time to visit. She says, "I'm visiting from California--where we really don't have tornadoes--and was stranded at the Tea Lounge during this afternoon's sudden thunderstorm. I took a few photos on the walk back to my friend's place on Eastern Parkway across from the Brooklyn Museum."
Edit 7:44am: Photo of Flatbush from Michelle Citrin. She says, "Trees flatbushed!"
Edit 11:10am: Our beloved Gogo Gowanus sent these, a laundromat at 4th Ave and 13th Street shredded:
And via Katie Clark, 6th Ave between 13th and 14th Street:
Edit 3:06pm: From Heather D: