.This town has no seasons-- it's the middle of October, and you'd think there'd be a nice, cool breeze by now (but you'd be wrong). The summer lingers here for half of the year-- and I'm convinced that we are all about to crash into the sun. I fell asleep on paper wings. These people have no feelings.
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