Summer is not sexy to me. Despite its Tennessee Williams associations, I have never fully enjoyed sinking into the languor and sticky slickness. I used to (half) joke with my friends that the only reason to date in the summer was for the central A/C — you partner up for three months and lie flat-bac…
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