Seriously, it's almost January and I'm sweating. No glistening going on here, just the sweat. It's hot. Outside. I've turned on my AC because I'm burning up wearing a camisole. That's so wrong. So, so wrong. I'm not looking for an ice storm, or -- heaven forbid -- snow, but maybe weather in which I can be comfortable wearing maybe long sleeves. Or
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