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on weather: stepping out into the current heat is like being punched on the face. it is the type of weather for the opening of any good fiction story, where men loll about, irritable and pugnacious, and water drips off of everything. it's the type of weather that would make bridesmaid dress shopping, an activity i should enjoy because i enjoy buying unnecessary clothing, miserable. i spent a july afternoon climbing in and out of crumpled towers of satin intended for a january wedding. i sweated into expensive-only-because-of-the-weddingpremium fabric and left a graveyard of unflattering dresses. and there is something very gone with the wind in that itself.