The shorts are out. Colors are bright. Allergies are rampant. It’s that lovely moment when New Yorkers can enjoy the warmth relatively free of cockroaches, when Londoners put on bikinis in hopes that summer fashion will lead to summer weather, and when SF starts to turn schizophrenic between sunny Cali weather and Jack-the-Ripper style fog. As we look forward to this summer, here are some simple equations that capture what last summer was all about.
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