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This is bliss, having dinner on the deck and sweating the whole time. Just this morning I told Jon that if I ever suggest that we travel to San Francisco in the summer again where the temperature hovers around 55 degrees he should just punch me in the face. I have to soak up every night like this one before hell sets in this winter.