I read something the other day (I failed to note it down) about how we dislike winter because we’re hard-wired during childhood to love the freedom of summer. My hot, somewhat sweaty take is that I actively dislike summer. Whether I’m in L.A. or London, it’s simply too much weather for me. I like being outdoors but dislike sunscreen so the searing sunsh…
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