#Work daily fragments of thoughts # It's just a fire, it's too hot. When I walked outside, I was sweating profusely in a few minutes, sweating all over my back, running down my clothes and pants legs like little bugs. armpit
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#Work Daily Fragments # It's just a fire, it's too hot.
When I walked outside, I was sweating profusely in a few minutes, sweating all over my back, running down my clothes and pants legs like little bugs.
On the arms, on the neck, a layer of fine beads of sweat, occasionally a mosquito falls, that taste, sour!
It's late afternoon, still not breathable, riding down the street, people are still red-faced, hair strands on the forehead.
Passing in front of a small shop, this one and I raised flowers and flowers have a fight. All are beaten, the leaves are curled, and there is no beauty to speak of.