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I think the only thing I dislike about summer-- yes, above the scorching heat, the influx of bugs or the humidity even-- is the sun coming up at 4:30.
For some reason, the sun coming up always brings such a melancholy air. Especially after parties. It's incredibly bittersweet.
Anyway...
For some reason, the sun coming up always brings such a melancholy air. Especially after parties. It's incredibly bittersweet.
Anyway...