The large terminal windows permitted the sunlight to
enter, but forbid the heat from escaping. The air conditioner wheezed continuously;
the temperature continued to climb. The flight delays meant all the seats were
occupied by overheated, sweating masses of humanity, whose higher faculties
were slowly eroded by the increasingly intolerable environmental state. Those
who hadn’t managed to find a seat were slumped down on the floor. When thirst
finally drove someone to their feet, their presence was marked by a sweat
stain. The kiosks had already run out of water, and the soda fountains at the
restaurants were being taxed.
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