“Summer in the large American cities is an evil thing. It is negative, relentless and dead . . . . In spirit and in fact, in architecture and habits, the eastern seaboard of the United States remains harshly northern, a cold country scourged by heat.”
Nevertheless, we persisted, and protested.
And then I found air conditioning and read an amazing book about America-Mexico travels, sans walls, by a woman who immigrated here to escape fascism.