One Plus One Equivalent To One

The heat was scorching today its flames licking the ridges of every soul to a boil i was busy searching for a chill from an electric fan an ice cream, the sea, a fridge, an air con, the azure pool suddenly i heard a vagrant knocking at the door ”Pardon me, sir, I’m burning with heat would you be so kind as to lend me your cold handkerchief?” ”I bet you are. So long as you’re on the street, you always are. Only, I don’t have a cold handkerchief.” ”But the heat is really, really killing me, sir. A cold handkerchief might just cool me down.” ”I don’t have a cold handkerchief. But, I’ll give you a jug of water.” ”Ah, thank you, sir.” But I handed the hobo a cold handkerchief anyway which he received from my stiff, frozen glacier-like fingers as his frail body was melting to a springing kalkausar that drowned me in to a chill