It's about 34 degrees F. at 42d Street and Broadway in the heart of Manhattan. The rain is coming down in sheets and the pedestrians huddling under umbrellas or hunched against the wind cannot get where they are going fast enough. It is a bustle of insulated minds in pain, banging against each other like gamma rays.


And even Pismo Beach in Central California looks a little cooler than usual.

Even San Diego's beaches are a little overcast.


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