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Toes
Sorry to reopen a difficult subject, but is this not a gorgeous shot of some colorful toes?
(I definitely never thought I’d utter those words, but this summer photo trumps foot-loathing.)
The heat wave has subsided (for now). Enjoy the memories.
Ozier Muhammad/The New York Times
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Top Three Places Not to Live
With New York’s little heat wave this week, I’m reminded why I don’t actually love summer. I always think I love summer, a fantasy that swells throughout December, January, February, and March. But in reality, I’m not built for sweltering days. In fact, if the heat wave were a super villain, I would be his favorite target, Ice Feather, incredibly easy to melt down with his heat stroke gun.
Anyway, a New York summer isn’t the easiest to live through, but it’s certainly easier than living near any of these three hells-on-earth.
- Al’Azizayah, the Libyan desert with the hottest recorded temperature on Earth (135.9 in 1922)
- Death Valley, the lowest and hottest place in the U.S. (The average high throughout the year is 89, with a peak average in July of 114.) We went to Death Valley in March ’05, and it hit 101. Not a friend to our little Mazda engine or my asthma, but it was crazy fun climbing the dunes.
- Oodnadatta, part of the central desert in South Australia. (123.3 in 1960)
The temperatures may suck, but your Love is Like a Heat Wave.
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Out My Window
- it’s 93 degrees
- three shirtless, glistening skateboarders are driving along with the cars in the middle of the street
