Forget global warming, global cooling, global wearing or global deep-fying, I know that there is something going on. I remember hot-days during the summer when I was a kid, but I don't remember the humidity. People would say that it was humid in places like Houston, New Orleans or the Florida Panhandle but not in New York.
Somehow in the last 20 years we have gotten these tropical summers, where you can't leave your house wearing a light blue button-down or you'll be showing the whole world your entire gut. This might have to do with the amount of black soot we constantly pump into the sky, the change in wind-patters or maybe some-kind of long-reaching lake effect but it's already harder to live and work in New York than any place else between the high-costs, the demand for perfection, the feverish pace, the hellish commutes, the crumbling infrastructure and the perpetual rat-race (both literally at work and figuratively on the tracks of the subway) we shouldn't also have to put up with the worst weather in the country.
Something's gotta be done about this, i suggest we add a large cooling tent over the entire island on Manhattan
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