That time of year where you get into triple digit temps, and it never, ever cools down. Oh, you wanted a cool night breeze? Fuck you, it's 90 at 2100 hrs, and it will not cool down much from there.
Enjoy your sweat-soaked night trying to find some shred of sleep.
Oh, and before anyone tells me about the miracles of air conditioning, I'd like to remind you that I live in the stinking, festering shithole of Los Angeles. So, AC means a $700 electric bill. Yeah. I so enjoy getting bent over a fence and ass-fucked with a sandpaper condom by the worthless fuckheads in this state who decided that building a power plant is evil, even though demand for power has fucking quadrupled since the last power plant was built.
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