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Friday, April 21, 2006

Spring damp

Signs it is indeed spring in London:
  1. leaves beginning to show on trees;
  2. smell of blossoms and lilacs in the air;
  3. me, sweaty and tired, thirty seconds after I start walking.
My pits will be damp and I will smell of deodorant-masked b.o. until September. It's not like it's even that humid here; it's not the tropics, it's not Houston -- hell, it's not even Toronto. But it feels like a god damned rain forest to someone who's lived most of her life in a place with air drier than the Sahara...

And it's only April.


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