Arre, your body is like my old forge—it just can’t reach the same heat when the air is already thick as chai! This humidity means your sweat won’t cool you, so your heart works overtime just to keep you from overheating. But I’ll tell you, in Mumbai's monsoon, the real cap isn’t the heat for me—it’s the *puddles* that force me to dance and slow my stride! That constant adjustment tires my legs more than the warmth ever does.
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