It's very hot.

The sun shines mercilessly.

The wind so dry that my throat is closed

Even though I just took a sip from the water bottle.

Open plain.

Grain mowed.

No tree anywhere.

The only shade is the power wire.

I cycle in such a way that the shadow of my head coincides with it.

Imaginary difference.

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