"Heat alert!" It will feel like 110 degrees. Or more. Believe me: I'm aware. I get it. Who doesn't? This is Florida and this is the price we pay to avoid snow, ice, and frozen feet. Florida, a place where I can celebrate my January birthday and not have to shovel a path to get out of the driveway. Yet, instead of hibernating for the winter, I have to go into air-conditioned...
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