It’s the hottest f***ing day of the whole summer. Cars are melting tires first into the melting tarmac on the parking lot. The world is shimmering in a heat haze and there’s this woman, big, blue, floral, with a big bag of bright new Japanese tech.(A box of sunny Sony?) –  She’s all masked up against corona-carriers, even though they are all air-conditioned sheltering in the cold stores. She sits outside on the parking lot waiting for her pick up.  I don’t know if he came. She might still be there. She might have melted away and sludged-down melifluous ice cream-like into the shimmering tarmac. (What flavour was she?)  I hope she is okay.