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I am so ready for summer to be over but this is New Orleans. Summer won't be over until at LEAST October. *Sigh*
“Hot weather opens the skull of a city, exposing its white brain, and its heart of nerves, which sizzle like the wires inside a lightbulb. And there exudes a sour extra-human smell that makes the very stone seem flesh-alive, webbed and pulsing.”
―Truman Capote, Summer Crossing
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