There were always fires in my marriage. Fires that were never quite put out and wetted down by tears, before starting up again with even more ferocity and vengeance. The atmosphere in the house was uncomfortably humid as a result of this. Four Humid Months is a deeply personal reflection of my marriage and the four months we spent living together.
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