I am in Tempe, Arizona for a business trip.
Not a bad place to be - in February. In August it is oppressing. The high today was 107. When I woke up at 5:30 in the morning it was 89. As I am preparing to go to bed it is still 102. People do not go outside in Phoenix in the summer. The streets are empty.
This is when the dessert land tries men's patience and their resolve.
But of course I was in an air conditioned office all day long - and the thermostat never turned the compressor off.
Still 7,000,000 people could be wrong about living in the Valley of the Sun - in August.
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