The 95% humidity. The heat hanging in the air. The monsoonesque weather. Hot rain. Short bursts. It's all very Singapore, frankly. Except without the ex-pat banking sector remuneration packages, the Philipino maids/slaves, or the 95% majority in the election.
I used to live there, and a few other places in South East Asia. And now, I can't really go in a sauna without feeling how I felt then: the damp hotness takes me right back there. And now, here.
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