I *hated* NC in the summer, Carolina! Which I realize is just my opinion and someone else could love it, but I could barely deal with leaving the house. I felt like a puddle of sweat about to collapse in a swoon. I guess it's all a matter of what you're used to, and I was not used to that heat and humidity, and I could not adjust. Even the summers in Cleveland about killed me. ... I guess that makes me a wuss!
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