The sun is shining, and all those immune to such blazing heat which comes with it are celebrating out in the open air, their skin almost touching the rays of the boiling sun, and all they feel is delight while me and the rest of the heat hating clan are wretchedly sweltering in the unproductive, slight shelter of our homes, where that small amount of heat is avoided, disappearing through the panes of our windows, and the thick of our walls. We are the refugees of the summer.
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