Laura Jade
Hot weather opens the skull of a city, exposing its white brain, and its heart of nerves, which sizzle like the wires inside a lightbulb. And there exudes a sour extra-human smell that makes the very stone seem flesh-alive, webbed and pulsing.
~ Truman Capote, Summer Crossing

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Getting to be hot! Thank you!
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It’s hot here already and muggy. Summer in Florida… in spring!
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Here too!
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