After complaining all winter about the most relentlessly cold, brutal, snowy, miserable season any New Yorker can remember, two weeks before the June 21 dawn of summer 2011, temperatures soared toward 100 degrees.
The National Weather Service predicted the mercury could reach 99 degrees Thursday, topping the record of 97 degrees set in 1933.
You know what? It's hot. It's sweaty. It's uncomfortable. But I'll take it any day over another blizzard and temps in the single digits. It is what it is.
Hm...I dunno if I fully agree - I hate the heat and humidity! - but I could learn to love it if there were more wet, sweaty GOOD LOOKING men walking around the city...like the one in your pic! Who is that? Anyone?
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