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This morning as I pulled up to a stoplight where there was a Dunkin Donuts/Baskin Robbins on the corner, the radio announcer gave the current weather conditions: partly cloudy and 24 degrees. I had the heater on full blast and the windows very slightly cracked (to avoid using the defroster which is A/C-related, thus gas mileage-reducing).
Waiting to cross the street at the cross-walk was a young woman carrying a beverage from the nearby DD/BR. She was wearing a windbreaker unzipped, no hat, no gloves, and her hair was wet. I think maybe her radiator in her apartment is broken so that hot air is constantly being spewed into her dressing space, therefore causing her to wear too little for the conditions outside? Maybe it's even a relief for her to feel cold, since she's always sooooo hot in her little apartment?
No, I finally concluded she must have some sort of physical condition which makes temperature regulation and/or registration impossible for her. The basis of this conclusion was the fact that besides her lack of appropriate dress, the beverage she was carrying, and currently enjoying, was a frothy pink icy slushy. Definitely there must be something wrong.
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