Summer in St. Louis is always a crapshoot, emphasis on "crap." It's either too hot or too goddamn hot, too humid or too goddamn humid, and no one is happy. This year was the exception even to that, as the weather smashed the life out of the region with merciless intent. This summer was war, and the problem is that summer only dies of old age while we humans are far more mortal. As summer took its toll and the body count increased, we became more aware of our vulnerable citizens. Neighbors checked on elderly neighbors, singletons kept an eye on the kids across the back yard, and even the homeless were able to enjoy the air conditioning of the Saint Louis Galleria without incident. Look, nobody enjoyed this past summer (and if you say otherwise you're asking for a kick in the throat), but it served its purpose. It reminded us that we are frail creatures who can only live within a narrow temperature range. Sometimes it's necessary to be humbled, even when it makes us all miserable. Maybe especially when it makes us all miserable.
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