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So... I called the local fire department. "Bring 'em in," she said. "We'll dispose of them."
And so I did.
The best part is that we live in a country that can usually appreciate glaring rockets and unpredictable explosions as celebratory rather than threatening. And then, when we've got potentially hazardous stuff we don't know what to do with, we have a local agency with the expertise and intent to deal with it.
We really are blessed beyond reason.
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