The Four Seasons of Modern Living
My meteorologist friend explained that we no longer have Spring, Summer, Fall, and Winter; instead, we have 'Pollination Panic,' 'Sweating Through My Shirt,' 'Pumpkin Spice Everything,' and 'Why Do I Live Where the Air Hurts My Face?'
I asked him which one was his favorite, and he said, 'The three-day window in October when I can wear a hoodie without needing a portable fan or a rescue team.'

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