
If you have spent even one minute outside these past few days,
you already know that you can just
forget it. In fact, forget everything. It is cloyingly, infuriatingly, violently hot out there, as if that rogue furnace from classic horror novel
The Shining was working below the city, ratcheting up its fiery temperature degree by steaming degree until this entire operation blows sky high. (At least we might enjoy a brief breeze.) Or, with temperatures threatening 104 degrees, it is as if the entire metropolis were actually
the Downtown 4/5/6 subway platform at Union Square. [
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from Gothamist https://ift.tt/2MZG29f
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