This afternoon when I got out of the pool with the kids, I decided to check the weather on my phone. It turns out that the warm breeze that I felt on my face--you know, the one that feels like you just cooked a pizza in the oven and leaned your face in while you opened the door to take it out--was justified. 111. So all the rumors are true: it's hot in Texas.
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