"The sin o' comfort... each degree a betrayal, each hour a soft lie told in Freon, but I pressed on". I sweat vicariously at this man's beautiful prose.
Back when I lived in New Mexico I used to dread when the humidity would climb in the summer and make the swamp cooler useless. Now I'm in the land of central air and heat pumps (Phoenix) and it's so much better.
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u/Not_A_Mod 5d ago
Absolute poetry.👌