This afternoon I went down to the strip. It was so hot outside that the soles of my shoes became tacky on the asphalt. When I smiled, my teeth became so dry that my lips stuck to them.
It was so hot outside that my hair, which was wet from the shower, was dry before I had walked 3 blocks.
It was so hot that just one side of me became sunburned waiting for the bus.
It was so hot outside that the plastic frames of my sunglasses burned my face and made a rim of sweat across the bridge of my nose.
It was so hot that I could have burned my finger on the big silver WALK button at the intersection.
It was so hot that the guy a the refreshment stand was selling everyone TWO bottles of water instead of one.
It was great.
The cabbie was Sarajevo said it was the first really hot day of the year.
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| At the Luxor |
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| That intersection |
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