It's heating up here in New York. Temperature's coming up to 31C/88F, and gone are the jackets and baggy pants. Now guys in Washington Heights are wearing "wifebeaters" and...baggy shorts.
I'm sitting in my room with a thin layer of sweat, with no air conditioning and unable to open my window because it's already doing the difficult job of keeping the sounds of the streets in the streets. But it doesn't seem to stop the sounds from car playing reggaeton at 4:30am on a Friday morning. People are out on the stoop playing their boomboxes. Great on a Friday or Saturday night, but this is EVERY NIGHT. Makes you wonder what the hell is everyone up to.
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Sounds like your ready to come home to Melbourne... Im sure you can always come home earlier! :o)
Ahh Wikipedia... I'm determined that someone write their thesis based purely on info from that site!!!
Elle xoxo
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