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Someone explain to me why, despite living in the 21st century, with extremely good access to modern technology, many Germans refuse to install air conditioning.
Because we mostly don't build our houses out of cardboard and are extremely well isolated. Also what LC said
 
I feel like I'm about to pass out due to exhaustion. Has been non-stop work for the last few days, no sleep, no being able to leave work on time.

In other words, hello the real world.
 
Book of Souls almost turns 3 years old.

My oldest one was in kindergarten and is now entering 2nd grade, my 2nd wasn't even born. I was still in my 20's and Germany wasn't as hot as mordor.

Damn time flies
 
From Return of the King, Chapter 13 ("Mount Doom"):
Sam took a sip of water, but pressed Frodo to drink, and when his master had recovered a little he gave him a whole wafer of their precious waybread and made him eat it. Then, too worn out even to feel much fear, they stretched themselves out. They slept a little in uneasy fits; for their sweat grew chill on them, and the hard stones bit them, and they shivered. Out of the north from the Black Gate through Cirith Gorgor there flowed whispering along the ground a thin cold air.

In the morning a grey light came again, for in the high regions the West Wind still blew, but down on the stones behind the fences of the Black Land the air seemed almost dead, chill and yet stifling. Sam looked up out of the hollow. The land all about was dreary, flat and drab-hued. On the roads nearby nothing was moving now; but Sam feared the watchful eyes on the wall of the Isenmouthe, no more than a furlong away northward. South-eastward, far off like a dark standing shadow. loomed the Mountain. Smokes were pouring from it and while those that rose into the upper air trailed away eastward, great rolling clouds floated down its sides and spread over the land. A few miles to the north-east the foothills of the Ashen Mountains stood like sombre grey ghosts, behind which the misty northern heights rose like a line of distant cloud hardly darker than the lowering sky.
 
Book of Souls almost turns 3 years old.

My oldest one was in kindergarten and is now entering 2nd grade, my 2nd wasn't even born. I was still in my 20's and Germany wasn't as hot as mordor.

Damn time flies
Berlin was unbearable today.
 
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