The same heat that scolded the dry air in the countryside ignited the air here in the city except here, every pocket of air was filled with droplets of warm filthy water and the humidity was stifling; the kind of heat that heavied your lungs and slowed the thrill in your voice so that like a cripple, you hobbled over your words and collapsed upon your exclamation.
- Coffee and Sugar excerpt (arriving in the city) ₢2013
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