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[_chunkymonkey]

for once, london weather has consented to commiserate. the skies are gloomy, the winds are howling, and with each thick gust, the tree branches flail more helpless than before. the soft pitter patter of the rain against the window panes lulls me to sleep and i dream  of monsoons in the tropics. 

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[iwascoerced]

it is insanely hot here. so better of two evils?