It's ninety six degrees out and according to the heat index it feels like ninety eight. I slowly walked across the street to purchase an ice coffee and then proceeded to walk slowly around the market utilizing any shade I could find. About half way around I could feel my head start to sweat.
I was afraid to check what my crotch was doing.
the 10 lives of a cat...
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You know, it sounds kind of dumb, or pedestrian, or like I'm
somehow...elongating a pause for dramatic effect - taffy-pulling the
ellipsis, as they used...
4 days ago
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