#TBT Heat wave, overalls and halter top, linoleum and beer

Pictures taken by Window-Boy. We were dying of the heat (metaphorically) while many Chicagoans were actually dying of the heat. It was an historic heat wave. The air burned when you inhaled. There had been a city-wide blackout. I took freezing cold showers. We walked to his place, past all the cars lined the sidewalks, the cars quietly idling, with entire families sitting inside, having picnics, mom and dad drinking wine, reading the newspaper, finding relief in the blasting A/C. He and I sat on the cool linoleum floor in his kitchen, drinking the last of the cold beer which we kept in a cooler with the last of the melting ice. I was moving to New York in a month. I was about to get extremely ill. Everything was ending. I was facing an entirely new life, the great unknown. And the heat wave was so extreme it was almost too hot to touch each other. Almost.

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