This is great. I'm ending all my efforts now, and painting the kitchen. They will measure on stagnant day in July, in Toronto, and pull out the plum. They won't measure the length of the summer.
This has all been a game of tailored measurements, and shifting definitions. Cold is the new hot. Freezing is melting. I'll go into my cave for a few years, and emerge to see all the same stuff in the media.
Since we cannot define if we are hot or cold, I wish everybody luck.
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