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“It was still morning, but already the heat was a heavy thing with tendrils. A big bulbous kraken. It writhed soggily, making everything worse and more difficult. Even breathing was starting to become a chore. No one wanted this hot air in their lungs - neither the stale, dead air which clung to the inside of the car, nor the boisterous hairdryer wind which blew in whenever they wound down the windows.”