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The smog was heavy, my eyes were weeping from it, the sun was hot, the air stank, a regular hell is L.A.

Jack Kerouac
Eye, Air, Hot
Jack Kerouac (1986). “The Dharma Bums”, p.117, Penguin
The smog was heavy, my eyes were weeping from it, the sun was hot, the air stank, a regular hell is L.A.