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December 5, 2001
Heat shimmers, rolls off me in waves. I'm parched, a land without rain turning into desert; Egypt without the Nile. I drink cool water and for a moment am refreshed, a traveler discovering an oasis, yet the cool wetness quickly evaporates in the warmth of my body. My skin is flushed, warm to the touch. I want to immerse myself in water, to quench the glowing fires, but the water would boil, release a cloud of steam on contact. This heat is unbearable, an inferno inside me and there is nothing to do but to let it burn itself out.