Monkey Shines

Houston has two seasons. Winter, which starts around mid-December, is when the entire city bundles up in coats and gloves and scarves and complains that the 40 degree temperature is bone-numbing. Summer, which starts about Valentine’s Day, is when we rev up the AC and life is back to normal. Some days, the humidity is so bad that it’s like breathing through a wet dog, but those of us who are over thirty appreciate that it keeps us from getting all wrinkly.
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