My husband's and my anniversary was July 2nd, and to celebrate we've been eating our way across town this month. This includes trying some new places and so tonight we headed downtown. Then, after enjoying our dinner we went for a walk. It turned out to be a brief walk because it was 84F with a real feel of 96F, what from the humidity. Our conversation as we walked centered on the fact that it was indeed hot, we were indeed hot, he was sweaty, I was sweaty, we were sweating through our shirts, and that we were experiencing a phenomenon usually reserved for women called "boob sweat," in which sweat collects in reservoirs in every crevice and fold, sometimes pouring forth suddenly if you move just wrong. Which we did several times. Once, my husband was leaning on a lamp post as I took a photo, and slipped off the post due to running sweat.
Anyway, it was a quick and dirty run around downtown after a nice dinner.
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