Hazy

It’s freaking hot. Slow-bake oven hot. Can’t even go out on an evening walk without breaking a sweat. I really miss cheap convenience store popsicles (especially these) from Beijing summers. Sitting on sidewalks with paper fans and sticky hands. Maybe a dash of watermelon. The air heavy and inert. 

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