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When I close my eyes, I can almost remember what autumn feels like. I can see leaves, crunchy and orange, raked into large piles next to shiny pavements slick with fresh rain. The sky is a comforting grey, its soft rumbling portending a thunderstorm. A cool breeze tickles my face.
But when I open my eyes, it's just my desk fan. Summer is still here. I begin to scream.