————For boys: Flip the end of your shirt up, expose your navel to the world. For girls: Learn not to sweat. Consider buying a parasol. Settle instead on a visor.
————Walk down the street to the nearest Kedi. Learn, to your dismay, that Kedi does not have bags of ice cubes for sale, though you swore that they did at one time, at this one place. (Maybe you were very drunk then, and you are still new-ish to China.) Exasperated, purchase a mysterious green-tea-looking soft drink and take a sip, after which vow to yourself, “never again.” As you walk back home, text a friend for the number of the Bing Kuai Delivery Service.
————Order a bag of ice from the Bing Kuai Delivery Service. After the delivery man has come and gone, take an ice cube and think about putting it down the back of your shirt for half a minute. Do it. Ouch. But it feels good.
————Turn on the A/C. Take a nap. Wake up and find little puddle of air conditioner fluid in the corner. Put a paper towel over it.
————Whatever. Go to one of those rooftop parties and forget about the summer heat. This post was (non-commercially) sponsored by ThePussPuss. The author hopes to snag herself a DJ-boyfrand with this little number and is totally fascinated with this one too.