The evening of the 19th of August was a Saturday and wasn’t cool by any means. The summer heat still crinkled and surrounded with an unpleasant touch on the skin. Even with the sun having nearly set, my village of Marçà sweltered. It has an unfortunate, flat geography between two small hills where the sun pounds throughout the day, seemingly to collect in a solar reserve that keeps evenings warm. Additionally, the local government has long-seen fit to cut down most any tree that could provide shade as trees require […]
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