Death Valley’s Doppelganger 

By: JAZPER MALONE

Staff Writer 

The everlasting, excruciating, deadening sun’s beam of light slowly kills me for 7 months. The seasons here don’t even exist. I like to think of it as a button that gets stuck in the middle when you try to turn the heat off. The temperature goes from burning to slightly less burning. We’d be lucky if the temperature goes below 80 ever. The moment I try to do anything I get burned to a crisp. I step into my car, burnt, I go on a run, burnt, I literally just step outside, burnt! It’s nearly impossible to do anything here 

except swim, but who wants to swim all day when the chlorine is making your skin drier for the sun to disintegrate? And for those of you thinking “Why don’t you stay inside?” that’s totally a great question. The answer is no, I refuse to hibernate for 7 months and come out for a chance at a slightly less burning temperature. The moment I get, I’m leaving this death valley lookalike. 

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