It is so hot. I sit in a highway cafe waiting for the tee I ordered. The sweat is running down my body. Today we had 45 *C and the wind was blowing hot air from the mountains into our faces. The black street is heating up the air even more and wearing a long-sleeve and a t-shirt wrapped around my head does the rest to combine to a mobile sauna event. At such moments I ask myself: why?
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