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Same Heatwave, Different Stories
by Katie Merriman 8-10 minute read You wake up before your alarm. The room is already warm, the air heavy and unmoving after a night that never really cooled down. The bedsheets cling to your skin, and outside, the street is quiet but the heat is already impossible to ignore. First, you reach for a glass of water, trying to quench the thirst that has built up throughout the hot night. Then, still half asleep and on autopilot, you reach for your phone. What you read next may
Katie Merriman
6 days ago7 min read
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