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Originally Posted by Ultramaroon
AC is a good thing. Never again will I go without. The saving grace in the Southwest is the dry air. Humid heat is torture. I remember back in '85, arriving at the airport on Guam at four in the morning. I was overcome with grief when the thick, hot air wrapped around me like a wet blanket.
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That sounds like the 40 years I lived in Houston. A local DJ referred to is as walking out of the house naked and being immediately wrapped head to toe in greased Saran wrap. He was wrong, it was worse.