D.O.P.-T.

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It only got up to 74, thanks to the clouds/smoke. We kept the back door shut as much as possible; the dog had some barking attacks, so I walked her this evening against my better judgement. The air stung my eyes a bit but some die-hards were engaging in sport on the playing field. The sinking sun was a dull red, rather than the molten-metal orange I've almost become used to.