Thursday, July 8, 2010

It's been really hot here. The kind of temperatures for which the only sensible thing to do is lie spread-eagle and motionless. In Toronto, where our unshaded house trapped the day's heat like an oven, I'd wake up in the morning feeling cooked to the bone. I started falling asleep with one arm hanging outside the window to catch a breeze. In New York, when I can, I go to the beach.

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